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LIFE AND WORK 

OF 

■M, Kbas, Alfred Smith 




(Better Known as the Tornado Evangelist.) 



ALSO A COLLECTION OF 



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JUL & 1894. 



TRENTON, N. J.: 
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COPYRIGHTED, 1894, 
By Rev. Chas. Alfred Smith, Trenton, N. J. 

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* INTRODUCTION *¥■ 

Dearly Beloved: 

In introducing this little book I write 
not for a famous name, nor do I write for fortune. 
I write to tell of the goodness of God, and of his 
tender mercy to me. I was deep dyed in sin, and 
to show what God can and will do for the sinner, 
and how God can save and use us for the " Salva- 
tion of Souls," and use us in the " Reclamation of 
the lost ones of Humanity," I write these lines, 
and may the blessing of God rest upon every 
reader, and my prayers are that they may be 
brought from " Darkness into the most marvelous 
light of God^s salvation." 

. Fighting for God and souls, I remain, 

Rev. Chas. Alfred Smith, . 

Trenton, N. J., (formerly of Philadelphia, Pa.) 



MY OWN EXPERIENCE. 



CHAPTER I. 

CONVICTION AND CONVERSION. 



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do not attempt this record of my life from any 
feeling of vain glory, or any craving for notoriety, 
neither is it because I have had a remarkable ex- 
perience or history. I have been a great sinner, 
and I now have Jesus as a great Saviour, and this 
is why I would tell my story, that others may be 
led to adore and seek this blessed Friend, who 
saved and has thus far kept me by His grace. 

I was born in the City of Philadelphia (the City 
of Brotherly Love), State of Pennsylvania, and 
was the youngest of a large family, and therefore I 
was a spoiled child. My mother — God bless her — 
she was a Christian, and was striving to do the 
will of God in every respect, and many times she 
would try to tell me about Jesus. But I, like a 
good many, used to think I was too young, and 
that religion was good for the old folks, but not 
for the young. I always loved my parents, but in 
spite of all I was always in mischief. I never was 
satisfied from the age of five until God saved me. 



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I was very wild and very reckless, and I was 
pretty hard to manage. I would attend the 
Methodist church and listen to the sermons, but I 
had no desire to become a Christian. I preferred 
the theatre, concert halls, parties, card playing, 
and carousing from haunt to haunt, and in fact 
anything that was devilish. 

When I reflect on these past years of a young 
life I cannot praise God enough for His kind 
providence over me while I knew him not. How 
often am I constrained to say : 

u Through dangers hidden, and toils and cares, 
Thou, Lord, has gently cleared my way." 

Twice I was nearly drowned, once when but a 
child of ten, while fishing in dangerous parts, and 
once I was pushed into the Delaware river by a 
companion who wanted to learn me how to swim. 
This was a very narrow escape from death. On 
another occasion I was thrown from a horse, 
and was picked up as dead. Yet God saw fit to 
spare my life so that I might be made a useful 
man. Yet I kept roving in sin, and many a time 
I would find my mother praying that God would 
save her wayward boy. Yet I kept on in sin, 
doing the devil's work in theatres and haunts of 
vice, and in fact wherever I could get a chance. 



LIFE OF REV. CHAS. A. SMITH. 



I was always in mischief, and full of the devil. If 
anything was wrong at home I was always charged 
with doing the wrong, whether it was so or not. 

It seemed as though it was a second nature, my 
mischievousness and deviltry, for I was forever in 
mischief or trouble, both at school and at home, 
and my life made unhappiness for all I came in 
contact with. Ofttimes I would get a lecture from 
some clergyman, and they would try to get me to 
•come and join the church. But it was no use, it 
seemed, for them to talk to me, for I always said 
if I became a Christian I didn't want to be any- 
thing but a real one, and when I did become a 
Christian I would work for the salvation of Others. 
I loved to see a real Christian, and I watched 
many that professed Christianity, and I always 
said if God wanted me to become a Christian he 
surely would convict me of sin. Many think 
salvation is just a form, and to have it means to 
be recognized by some church. This is what some 
have — only a form to be recognized. God help 
such conviction and conversion ! 

There are many who take conviction for a coil- 
version, they come to the penitent form, and how 
many are they that get a good feeling, and then 
leave the altar and say they are saved ; sometimes, 
probably, they are pushed, and are made by some 
to say they are saved. I saw a good bit of this 



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kind of work before I was saved, and this is why 
I say that before I would try to become a Christian 
I wanted the conviction, and I wanted to feel that 
God really wanted me. At last, one evening, in 
company with several of my companions, while 
passing up Germantown avenue and Fifth street, 
Philadelphia, I heard some beautiful singing in an 
old stable. On reaching the door I heard them 
singing 

" We're bound for the land of the pure and the holy, 
The home of the happy, the kingdom of love ; 
Ye wanderers from God in the broad road of folly, 
Oh, say, will you go to the Eden above ? " 

I listened very attentively, and the more I heard 
the better I liked it, so I decided to go in, and on 
entering I found I had got into what was known 
as the 

SALVATION ARMY. 

Such a place, and such a funny set of people ! 
These w.ere my thoughts. Well! I couldn't help 
from laughing. Men and women sat on the plat- 
form that was erected, and they would sing and 
shout, then play their drums, tambourines, banjos 
and fiddles. But nevertheless I listened, and the 
more I tried to listen the more they seemed to get 
me infatuated. I hardly knew what to make of 



LIFE OF REV. CHAS. A. SMITH. 



it. I began to get perplexed and feel troubled. I 
felt the Spirit of God was striving with me, and 
like many others, wanted to try and shake that 
feeling off. I got up from my seat and made up 
my mind I'd go home. As I got upon my feet 
and was about to go out they began to sing 

" You are drifting, you are drifting 
To your doom ; 
Yet there's mercy, yet there's mercy 
Yes for you." 

I went straight to my home, and as I didn't feel 
in any talkative mood I went to bed. But sleep 
was out of the question ; I tried to sleep, but sleep 
I couldn't. If mortal ever was happy to see a 
night pass aw T ay it was me. When morning came 
I tried to eat, but that I couldn't do. I went out 
of the house trying to shake off that wretched 
feeling, but it seemed as if it was no use, every- 
thing seemed to say : 

" You are drifting, you are drifting." 

No one can imagine what my feelings were but 
those who have been imthe same boat. This feel- 
ing wrested with me for three long days, and on 

Washington's Birthday, Feb. 22d, 1884, 
AT 9:30 P. M. 



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God, for Christ's sake, pardoned me of sin, and I 
was made happy in a Saviour's love. I needed 
no one to tell me I had been saved when the light 
of God was revealed to me. I knew I had been 
set at liberty, and no one can express the feeling 
that came to me but those who have had the same 
experience. I for myself shall never forget the 
day nor the spot where God saved my soul. 

The devil tried to tell me I was a fool, and it 
was a mistake, but I knew better ; I knew I was 
properly saved, and that the Lord had saved me 
right, and now I know fully that the devil is a 
roaring lion, and he is still eager to grasp all he 
can get. I for myself was nearly entrapped shortly 
after my conversion* I was not aware of his being- 
able to transform himself into an " angel of light." 
He told me I must not declare what God had done 
for me, or tell my experience to anybody, for they 
would laugh at me, and if I did I would at once 
fall into condemnation. I was a young recruit, 
and of course I didn't know much of the warfare I 
had to -engage in, and so I kept on the back ground 
for some time before I felt able to tell it out. I 
had no one I could go to for spiritual advice, con- 
fidentially, excepting Christ, and when I did go — 
praise His name — I always was greatly helped and 
greatly blessed, and so I became enlightened in 
God's Word, and I found out by reading the Word 



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that I had only enlisted as a soldier, to fight for 
King Jesus. And so, with a determined spirit, I 
promised God I would be a real soldier, and that 
no matter if a call came for me to go and tell others 
in my weak way, I would do it. And so God re- 
vealed unto me there was lots of work to do, so I 
laid myself at Jesus' feet. But I found that before 
he could use me in the work I must be fully 
cleansed. I knew I was saved, for the blessed 
Lord had taken away my sins, and I realized a 
big change had taken place in my heart. And*, 
oh, how hard I tried to show the world I had been 
redeemed. I would help as much as I knew how 
in the Salvation Army and the Mission Bands, 
and, oh, what joy and peace I had. Yet I had 
lots to endure. I had no encouragement at home, 
for everyone would laugh and jeer at me, and say 
I was crazy. But, bless the Lord, it seemed the 
more I was hooted at the better I felt, and so I 
never cared w T hat the world said or what they 
done. I knew I was right, and I knew if I only 
proved faithful until the end, I would receive the 
crown. 

Dear reader, if you are not saved, don't linger in 
sin. You may have enjoyment for a season, but 
what will be the end ? Just think, eternal punish- 
ment and an endless hell ! We, as Christians, 
may be persecuted, yea, even slayed, but oh, what 



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a blessed thought, a home and a crown to those 
who endure to the end. 

No one can realize this fully until we accept 
Christ. People will despise and reject us that are 
Christians, but what of that ? It is better to be 
persecuted for righteousness sake, and gain the 
home and wear the crown, than to be cast into 
hell, where there is wailing and gnashing of teeth. 

My prayers are that many shall be so convicted 
of sin that they may not have any rest or peace 
until they are fully justified of sin and become 
soundly converted to God. And to those who are 
justified and know for themselves that they are 
converted, may the spirit of the Living God take 
such a hold upon them as they read in the next 
chapter, that they may not have any peace until 
they fully realize that they are not only justified, 
but that they are sanctified, and are still growing 
in perfect love. 



SANCTIFICATION. 

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CHAPTER II. 

SANCTIFIED. BORN AGAIN. 



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) ANCTIFICATION ! yes, bless the Lord, sancti- 
fied, yea, born again ! This is my experience now, 
and fully do I realize it. And I am real glad I can 
now tell that Jesus not only saves, but he sancti- 
fies. And what a blessed state it is for us to know 
we can be in Just think of it — being sanctified ! 
Our life is hid in Christ. Sanctification was a 
blank to me — I understood it not. I heard so 
many professing Christians say it was a blessed 
state to be in, and yet I couldn't understand it. 
I thought like a good many that we received the 
blessing of sanctification when we were converted, 
but I found later on, by reading the Word of God, 
it was a second blessing, but how to get it I didn't 
know. I wanted it badly, but I had no one to 
tell me anything about it, and so I was kept ignor- 
ant on the light of sanctification. But I was de- 
termined to get it if it was for me. So one day, 
while reading the Scriptures, these words opened 
up for me : " Without holiness no man shall see 
God." 



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No one can describe what a strange feeling that 
came over me, excepting those who have been 
there. I began to get troubled and perplexed, and 
no one knows, or can describe how I suffered, all 
on account of unbelief. My heart appeared to 
me as a small garden, with a large stump of a tree 
in it, which had been recently cut down level 
with the ground and a little earth strewn over it. 
Seeing something shooting up, I discovered the 
deadly remains of a carnal nature, and that work 
must be done, spiritually, before I could be " Meat 
for the inheritance of the saints in light," my in- 
ward nature appeared so black and sinful that I 
felt it was impossible to rest in that state. 

Some, perhaps, will imagine that this may have 
arisen from the knowledge of forgiveness. That 
could not be the case, for I had never one doubt 
of my acceptance ; the way was so clear that the 
devil himself knew it was in vain to attack me 
from that quarter, and I always will keep in re- 
membrance 

''That blessed hour when from above, 
When I received that pledge of love." 

What I now wanted was inward holiness, and 
for this I prayed and searched the Scriptures. 
Among the number of promises which I found in 



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the Bible, that gave me to see it was my privilege 
to be saved from all sin, my mind was directed to 
Ezekiel xxxvi., 25-27 : " Then will I sprinkle clean 
water upon you, and ye shall be clean : from all 
your filthiness, and from all your idols, will I 
cleanse you. A new heart also will I give you, 
and a new spirit will I put within you: and I 
will take away the stony heart out of your flesh. 
And I will put my Spirit within you, and cause 
you to walk in my statutes, and ye shall keep my 
judgments, and do them." 

This is the great and precious promise of the 
eternal Jehovah, and I laid hold of it, and I de- 
termined not to stop short of my privilege, for I 
saw clearly the will of God was my sanctification, 
and the more I examined the Scriptures the more 
I was convinced that without holiness there would 
be no use of trying to get to heaven. Many were 
the struggles which I had with unbelief, and the 
devil told me if I ever did get a clean heart, I 
never could keep it clean. 

But by keeping close to the Word of God, and 
by earnest prayer, I was shown that the old devil 
was a deceiver worse than ever, for the Word of 
God taught me that nothing short of holiness, or 
the blessing of a clean heart, would do in a dying 
hour, and I knew if it did the real work this clean 
heart would sustain and keep me from sinning, 



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that is, if I abandoned myself to the Holy Ghost, 
His spirit would bear witness with mine, and I 
would have no desire to sin. 

So after fighting the devil hard on justification 
for just one year, I was convicted very hard on 
sanctification, and I made up my mind if it was 
for me I would get it, so while attending a Holiness 
Convention of the Heavenly Recruits, at Phila- 
delphia, I received the 

Baptism of the Holy Ghost. 
And when it came everybody knew it, although I 
vvasn^t looking for it so suddenly, but, glory to 
God, I received it in welcome, and now I do 
rejoice to know the " Blood of Jesus cleanseth me 
from all sin." Hallelujah ! And I realize it much 
more now, as I try to tell you, my dear reader, 
and if you are not yet sanctified, don't linger 
about getting the blessing, for it is indeed a second 
work of grace, and a glorious one at that, and my 
earnest desire is to see all who have been justified 
to seek this wondrous work of perfect love. 

Since the Lord has sanctified my soul, He put 
the desire in my heart to seek and to save those 
which are lost in sin, and the dear Lord has 
abundantly blessed my labors in many cities, 
towns and villages, and my earnest desire is to see 
souls saved and believers sanctified, so that the 
cause of Christ may be uplifted and glorified. 

Praise the Lord forever. Amen. 



LIFE OF REV. CHAS. A. SMITH. 17 

WHAT GOD HAS DONE THROUGH ME. 

A BRIEF SKETCH. 



Since I gave myself thoroughly to Christ, God 
has used me in a wonderful way in many cities, 
towns and villages, and many homes have been 
made happy over the conversions of miserable 
men and women since I entered into missionary 
and evangelistic work. I have on record 12,000 
names of men, women and children who have 
professed sound conversions. Eight thousand of 
these received the blessing of sanctification, and 
up to the present date which I write this book I 
am still laboring in the good cause, and am now 
assisted by my wife, and our aims and objects are 
to win souls. 

Mrs. Anna Stokes Smith, was born in Moores- 
town, N. J., converted in Trenton, N. J., and was 
sanctified in Camden, N. J. Her photograph, with 
her husband, appears on the next page. 

Rev. Chas. A. Smith is the originator of the for- 
ward movement, better known now as the 

United Evangelists' Mission Association, 

of America. 

Organized Aug. 31, 1890. Incorporated Nov. 27, 1890. 

This association has missions established in all 
the principal cities, and they are known as the 
Union Gospel Missions. 

Rev. Chas. A. Smith and wife also hold their 
church relations with Trinity M. E. Church, Tren- 
ton, N. J., and Rev. Cha£. A. Smith is connected 
with the Quarterly Conference. 



SELECTED 



Songs of Praise 



AS SUNG BY 



J^eti. ®has J.. Smith; and Wife, 



IN THEIR EVANGELISTIC WORK. 




TRENTON, N. J. 

1894. 




COPYKIGHTED, 1894, 



Copyrighted Hymns Selected avith Permission 
from Composers. 




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COME, ye sinners, poor and needy, 
Weak and wounded, sick and sore ; 
Jesus ready stands to save you, 
Full of pity, love and power, 

He is able, 
He is willing ; doubt no more. 

Cho. — Turn to the Lord, and seek salvation, 
Sound the praise of his dear name, 
Glory, honor and salvation, 

Christ, the Lord, is come to reign. 

Now, ye needy, come and welcome, 

God's free bounty glorify ; 
True belief and true repentance, 

Every grace that brings you nigh, 
Without money, 

Come to Jesus Christ and buy. 

Let not conscience make you linger, 
Nor of fitness fondly dream ; 

All the fitness he requireth, 
Is to feel your need of him, 

This he gives you, 
'Tis the Spirit's glimmering beam. 

Come, ye weary, heavy-laden, 
Bruised and mangled by the fall ; 

If you tarry till you're better, 
You will never come at all; 

Not the righteous — 
Sinners, Jesus came to call. 



22 Evangelistic Melodies. 



Agonizing in the garden, 

Your Redeemer prostrate lies ; 

On the bloody tree behold him, 
Hear him cry before he dies : 

" It is finished ! " 
Sinners, will not this suffice? 

Music in the " Gospel Hymns." 

BLESSED be the fountain of blood, 
To a world of sinners revealed ; 
Blessed be the dear Son of God, 
Only by his stripes we are healed. 

Cho. — Whiter than the snow, 

Wash me in the blood of the Lamb, 
And I shall be whiter than snow. 

Though I've wandered far from his fold, 
Bringing to my heart pain and woe, 

Wash me in the blood of the Lamb, 
And I shall be whiter than snow. 

Thorny was the crown that he wore, 
And the cross his body o'ercame ; 

Grievous were the sorrows He bore, 
But He suffered not thus in vain. 

May I to that fountain be led, 

Made to cleanse my sins here below, 

Wash me in the blood that He shed, 
And I shall be whiter than snow. 

Father, I have wandered from Thee, 
Often has my heart gone astray ; 

Crimson do my sins seem to me, 
Water cannot wash them away. 

Jesus, to that fountain of Thine, 
Leaning on Thy promise I go ; 
Cleanse me by Thy washing divine, 
And I shall be whiter than snow. 



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Evangelistic Melodies. 23 

Q Music No. 65, in "Sunlit Songs/' 

BLESS the Lord, what joy is mine ! 
* What perfect peace thro' grace divine ! 
An<1 now to realms of endless day, 
O, bless the Lord, I'm on the way. 

Cho. — I'm on the way, I'm on the way, 

In vain the world would bid me stay ; 
A crown to wear in endless day, 
O, bless the Lord, I'm on the way. 

O, bless the Lord, he dwells with me, 

The voice I hear, the hand I see, 
Renew my strength from day to day, 

While home to him I'm on the way. 

O, bless the Lord for what I know 
Of heavenly bliss while here below ? 

My trusting heart thro' faith can say, 
To mansions bright I'm on the way. 

O, bless the Lord 'twill not be long 

Till I shall join the holy throng, 
And shout and sing through endless day, 

Where every tear is wiped a* ay. 



ON Jordan's stormy banks I stand, 
And cast a wishful eye 
To Canaan's fair and happy land, 
Where my possessions lie. 

Cho* — We will rest in the fair and happy land, 
Just across on the evergreen shore, 
Sing the song of Moses and the Lamb, by and by, 
And dwell with Jesus evermore. 

O'er all these wide, extended plains 

Shines one eternal day ; 
There God, the Son, forever reigns, 

And scatters night away. 



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When shall I reach that happy place, 

And be forever blest ? 
When shall I see my Father's face, 

And in his bosom rest ? 

Fl \l e r d ^^ deli S ht > ^7 raptured soul 

Would here no longer stay ; 
Though Jordan's waves around me roll 

rearless I'd launch away. 

2nd Cho.-I'II be there, I'll be there, 

When the first trumpet sounds I'll be there. 

3d Cho.— Tins world is not my resting place, 
I his world is not my home. : II 



5 Music No. 305, in « The Temple Trio. » 

C^) F ^ R a tnousand tongues to sing 
V^ My great Kedeemer's praise; 
I he glories of my God and King 
I he triumphs of his grace. 

My gracious Master and my God 

Assist me to proclaim, 
To spread through all the earth abroad 

Ine honors of Thy name. 

Jesus, the name that charms our fears, 

Inat bids our sorrows cease, 
lis music in the sinner's ears, 
'Tis life, and health, and peace. 

He breaks the power of cancelled sin 

He sets the prisoner free ; 
His blood can make the foulest clean, 

His blood availed forme. 



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ii Music No. 130, in " Songs of Redeeming Love, No. 2. ' 

ON ihe happy golden shore, 
Where the faithful part no more, 
When the storms of life are o'er, 

Meet me there. 
Where the night dissolves away, 
Into pure and perfect day, 
I am going home to stay, 
Meet me there. 



Cho.— Meet me there, meet me there, 

Where the tree of life is blooming, 

Meet me there ; 
When the storms of life are o'er, 
On the happy, golden shore, 
Where the faithful part no more, 

Meet me there. 



Here our fundest hopes are vain, 
Dearest links are rent in twain, 
But in heaven no throb of pain, 

Meet me there. 
By the river sparkling bright, 
In the city of delight, 
Where our faith is lost in sight, 

Meet me there, 



Where the harps of angels ring, 
And the blest forever sing, 
In the palace of the King, 

Meet me there. 
Where in sweet communion blend, 
Heart with heart and friend with friend, 
In a world that ne'er shall shall end, 

Meet me there. 



26 Evangelistic Melodies. 



J Music No. 169, in " The Temple Trio." 

BROTHER for Christ's kingdon sighing, 
Help a little, help a little ; 
Help to save the millions dying, 
Help just a little. 

Cho. — Oh, the wrongs that we may righten, 
Oh, the hearts that we may lighten, 
Oh, the skies that we may brighten, 
Helping just a little. 

Is thy cup made sad by trial ? . 

Help a little, help a little, 
Sweeten it with self-denial, 

Help just a little. 

Though no wealth to thee is given, 

Help a little, help a little, 
Sacrifice is gold in heaven, 

Help just a little. 

Let us live for one another, 

Help a little, help a little, 
Help to lift each fallen brother, 

Help just a little. 

Though thy life is pressed with sorrow, 

Help a little, help a little, 
Bravely look towards God's to-morrow, 

Help just a little. 

£ Music No. 353, in " The Quartet." 

THERE are lonely hearts to cherish, 
While the days are going by ; 
There are weary souls who perish, 

While the days are going by. 
Tf a smile we can renew, 
As our journey we pursue, 
Oh, the good that we may do, 
While the days are going by. 



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Cho. — While going by, while going by, 
Oh, the good we may be doing, 
While the days are going by. 

There's no time for idle scorning, 

While the days are going by ; 
Let our face be like the morning, 

While the days are going by. 
Oh, the world is full of sighs, 
Full of sad and weeping eyes ; 
Help your fallen brother rise, 

While the days are going by. 

All the loving links that bind us, 

While the days are going by ; 
One by one we leave behind us, 

While the days are going by. 
But the seeds of good we sow, 
Both in shade and shine will grow ; 
And will keep our hearts aglow, 

While the days are going by. 

9 Music No. 168, in " The Quartet. ' ' 

O HAPPY day that fixed my choice. 
On thee, my Saviour and my God ! 
Well may this glowing heart rejoice, 
And tell its raptures all abroad. 

Cho. — Happy day, happy day, 

When Jesus washed my sins away ; 
He taught me how to watch and pray, 
And live rejoicing every day ; 
Happv day, happy day, 
When Jesus washed my sins away. 

O happy bond that seals my vows 

To him who merits all my love ! 
Let cheerful anthems fill his house, 

While to that sacred shrine I move. 



28 Evangelistic Melodies. 

"lis done, the great transaction's clone, 
I am my Lord's and he is mine ; 

He drew me and I followed on, 

Charmed to confess the voice divine. 

Now rest, my long-divided heart, 
Fixed on this blissful center, reet; 

Nor ever from thy Lord depart, 
With him of every good possessed. 

High Heaven, that heard the solemn vow, 
That vow renewed shall diily hear, 

Till in life's latest hour I bow, 
And bless in death a bond so dear. 

P. Doddridge. 

\Q Music No. 181, in " The Quartet " 

JESUS, thine all-victorious love 
Shed in my heart abroad ; 
Then shall my feet no longer rove, 
Rooted and fixed in God. 

O, that in me the sacred fire 

Might now 7 begin to glow, 
Burn up the dross of base desire 

And make the mountains flow. 

O, that it now from heaven might fall, 

And all my sins consume ! 
Come, Holy Ghost, for thee I call, 

Spirit of burning, come. 

Refining fire, go thro' my heart, 

Illuminate my soul ; 
Scatter thy life thro' every part, 

And sanctify the whole. 

My steadfast soul, from falling free, 

Shall then no longer move ; 
While Christ is all the world to me, 

And all my heart is love. 

Isaac Watts. 



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J \ Music No. 183, in " TTze Temjo/e TWo. " 

I LOVE my Saviour, his heart is good, 
He has loved me o'er and o'er ; 
He sought me wandering, I'm saved by his blood, 
And I love him more and more. 

Cho. — Jesus is good to me, Jesus is good to me, 

So good, so good ! Jesus is good to my soul. 

He calls, I rise, and he maketh me whole, 

How fond his tender embrace ; 
He cleanses and keeps me, and blesses my soul, 

My day, the smile of his face. 

I want to love him with all my heart, 

Though all its powers are small ; 
I will not keep from him any part, 

For he is worthy of all. 

He's good to me in my sorrow's night, 

He's good in the tempest's roll ; 
He bringeth from darkness into light, 

With joy he filleth my soul. 

J2 Music in the " Sunlit Songs. ' ' 

I AM passing down the valley that they say is so lone, 
'Tis to me the vale of Beulah 'tis a beautiful way, 
But I find that all the pathway is with flowers overgrown, 
For the Saviour walks beside me, my companion all day. 

Cho.— Vale of Beulah ! Vale of Beulah ! 

Thou art precious to me ; 
For the lovely land of Canaan 

In the distance I see. 

Not a shadow, not a shadow ever darkens the way, 

And the music, sweetly chanted by the heavenly throng, 

For a radiance of rare glory shines upon it all day, 

Floats in cadence down the valley, and it cheers me along . 



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J3 Music No. 69, in " The Quartet" 

TO thy cross, dear Christ Fm clinging, 
All my refuge and my plea ; 
Matchless is thy loving kindness, 
Else it had not stooped to me. 

Cho. — Oh, 'tis glory, oh, 'tis glory ! 
Oh, 'tis glory in my soul, 
For I've touched the hem of his garment, 
And his power doth make me whole. 

Long my heart hath heard thee calling, 
But I thrust aside thy grace ; 

Yet, oh boundless condescension, 
Love is shining from thy face. 

Love eternal, light eternal, 

Close me safely, sweetly in ; 
Saviour, let thy balm of healing, 

Ever keep me free from sin. 



14. Music No. 21, in " The Quartet" 

WILL you come, will you come, with your poor broken 
heart, 
Burdened and sin-oppressed ? 
Lay it down at the feet of your Saviour and Lord, 
Jesus will give you rest. 

Kef. — Oh, happy rest, sweet, happy rest 
Jesus will give you rest, 
Oh, why won't you come in simple, trusting faith ? 
Jesus will give you rest. 

Will you come, will you come, there is mercy for you, 

Balm for your aching breast ; 
Only come as you are, and believe on his name, 

Jesus will give you rest. 



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Will you come, will you come, you have nothing to pay, 

Jesus, who Joves you best. 
By his death on the cross purchased life for your soul, 

Jesus will give you rest. 

Will you come, will you come, how he pleads with you now, 

Fly to his loving breast, 
And whatever your sin or your sorrow may be, 

Jesus will give you rest. 

J XL Music No. 85, in " The Quartet." 

WE have heard a joyful sound, 
Jesus saves, Jesus saves; 
Spread the gladness all around, || : Jesus saves, : || 
Bear the news to every land, 

Climb the steeps and cross the waves, 
Onward, 'tis our Lord's command, 
Jesus saves, Jesus saves. 

W T aft it on the rolling tide, 

Jesus saves, Jesus saves, 
Tell to sinners far and wide, || : Jesus saves, : || 
Sing ye islands of the sea, 

Echo back ye ocean caves, 
Earth shall keep her jubilee, 
Jesus saves, Jesus saves. 

Sing above the battle's strife, 

Jesus saves, Jesus saves, 
By his death and endless life, || : Jesus saves, : || 
Sing it softly through the gloom, 

W'hen the heart for mercy craves, 
Sing in triumph o'er the tomb, 
Jesus saves, Jesus saves. 

Give the winds a mighty voice, 

Jesus saves, Jesus saves, 
Let the nations now rejoice, || : Jesus saves, : || 
Shout salvation full and free, 

Highest hi Is and deepest caves, 
This our song of victory, 
Jesus saves, Jesus saves. 



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\Q Music No. 57, in " The Quartet." 

Y Father is rich in houses and lands, 

He holdeth the wealth of the world in his hands, 
Of rubies and diamonds, of silver and gold, 
His coffers are full — he has riches untold. 



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Cho. — I'm the child of a King, 
The child of a King, 
With Jesus, my Saviour 
I'm the child of a King. 

My Father's own son, the Saviour of men, 
Once wandered o'er earth as the poorest of men, 
But now he is reigning forever on high, 
And will give me a home in heaven by and by. 

I once was an outcast stranger on earth, 
A sinner by choice, an alien by birth, 
But I've been adopted, my name's written down, 
* An heir to a mansion, a robe and a crown. 

A tent or a cottage, why should I care ? 
They're building a palace for me over there ! 
Though exiled from home, yet still I may sing, 
All glory to God, I'm the child of a King. 

J7 Music No. 79, in " The Quartet." 

JESUS, my Lord, to thee I cry, 
Unless thou help me I must die ; 
Oh, bring thy free salvation nigh, 
And take me as I am. 

Cho. — Take me as I am, 
Take me as I am, 
Oh, bring thy free salvation nigh, 
And take me as I am. 

Helpless I am, and full of guilt, 
But yet for me thy blood was spilt, 
And thou canst make me what thou wilt, 
But take me as I am. 



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I thirst, I long to know thy love, 
Thy full salvation I would prove, 
But since to thee I cannot move, 
Oh, take me as I am. 

If thou hast work for me to do, 
Inspire my will, my heart renew, 
And work both in and by me, too, 
But take me as I am. 

And when at last the work is done, 
The battle o'er, the victor} r won, 
Still, still my cry shall be alone, 
Oh, take me as I am. 



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Music No. 20, in " The Temple Trio. ' 

WANT to be a worker for the Lord, 
I want to love and trust his holy word, 
I want to sing and pray, 
And be busy every day, 
In the vineyard of the Lord. 



Cho. — I will work, I will pray, 

In the vineyard, in the vineyard of the Lord, 
I will work, I will pray, 
I will labor every day. 

In the vineyard of the Lord. 

I want to be a worker every day, 
I want to lead the erring in the way. 
That leads to heaven above, 
Where all is peace and love 
In the kingdom of the Lord. 

I want to be a worker strong and brave, 
I want to trust in Jesus' power to save, 
All who will truly come 
Shall find a happy home 
In the kingdom of the Lord. 



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I want to be a worker, help me, Lord, 
To lead the lost and erring to thy word, 

That points to joys on high, 

Where pleasures never die, 
In the kingdom of the Lord. 

J9 Music No. 27, in " The Quartet." 

DOWN at the cross where my Saviour died, 
Down where for cleansing from sin I cried ; 
There to my heart was the blood applied ; 
Glory to his name. 

Cho. — Glory to his name, 

Glory to his name, 
There to my heart was the blood applied, 

Glory to his name. 

I am so wondrously saved from sin, 
Jesus so sweetly abides within, 
There at the cross where he took me in, 
Glory to his name. 

Oh, precious fountain, that saves from sin, 
I am so glad I have entered in, 
There Jesus saves me and keeps me clean, 
Glory to his name. 

Come to this fountain, so rich and sweet, 
Cast thy poor soul at the Saviour's feet, 
Plunge in to-day and be made complete, 
Glory to his name. 

20 Music No. 127, in " The Quartet." 

HOVER o'er me, Holy Spirit 
Bathe my trembling heart and brow. 
Fill me with thy hallowed presence, 
Come, oh, come, and fill me now. 






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Cho. — Fill me now, fill me now, 

Jesus, come and fill me now ; 

Fill me with thy hallowed presence, 
Come, oh, come, and fill me now. 

Thou canst fill me, gracious Spirit, 
Though I cannot tell thee how, 

But I need thee, greatly need thee, 
Come, oh, come, and fill me now. 

I am weakness, full of weakness 

At thy sacred feet I bow, 
Blest, divine, eternal Spirit, 

Fill with power, and fill me now. 

Cleanse and comfort, bless and save me, 
Bathe, oh, bathe, my heart and brow, 

Thou art comforting and saving, 
Thou art sweetly filling now. 

21 Music Mo. 205, in " The Quartet/ 7 

HAVE you been to Jesus for the cleansing power ? 
Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb ? 
Are you fully trusting in his grace this hour ? 
Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb ? 

Cho. — Are you washed in the blood, 

In the soul cleansing blood of the Lamb ? 
Are your garments spotless, are they white as snow ? 
Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb ? 

Are you walking daily by the Saviour's side, 
Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb ? 

Do you rest each moment in the Crucified, 
Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb ? 

When the Bridegroom cometh will your robes be white, 
Pure and white in the blood of the Lamb ? 

Will your soul be ready for the mansions bright, 
And be washed in the blood of the Lamb ? 



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Lay aside the garments that are stained with sin, 
And be washed in the blood of the Lamb ; 

The r e's a fountain flowing for the soul unclean, 
O, be washed in the blood of the Lamb. 



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THE Lord's our rock, in him we hide, 
A shelter in the time of storm ; 
Secure, whatever ill betide, 

A shelter in the time of storm. 

Oli, Jesus is a rock in a weary land, 

A weary land, a weary land, 
Oh, Jesus is a rock in a weary land, 

A shelter in the time of storm. 

A shade by day, defence by night, 
A shelter in the time of storm, 

No fears alarm, no foes affright, 
A shelter in the time of storm. 

The raging storms may round us beat, 
A shelter in the time of storm, 

We'll never quit our safe retreat, 
A shelter in the time of storm. 

O, Rock divine, O, refuge dear, 
A shelter in the time of storm, 

Be thou our helper, ever near, 
A shelter in the time of storm. 



23 Music No. 380, in " The Quartet." 

I HAVE found repose for my weary soul, 
Trusting in the promise of the Saviour; 
And a harbor safe when the billows roll, 
Trusting in the promise of the Saviour. 
I will fear no foe in the deadly strife, 

Trusting in the promise of the Saviour ; 
I will bear my lot in the toil of life, 

Trusting in the promise of the Saviour. 



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Ref. — Resting on his mighty arm forever, 
Never from his loving heart to sever, 

I will rest by grace in his strong embrace, 
Trusting in the promise of the Saviour. 

I will sing my song as the days go by, 

Trusting in the promise of the Saviour ; 
. And rejoice in hope, while I live or die, 

Trusting in the promise of the Saviour, 
I can smile at grief and abide in pain, 

Trusting in the promise of the Saviour ; 
And the loss of all shall be highest gain, 

Trusting in the promise of the Saviour. 

Oh, the peace and joy of the life I live, 

Trusting in the promise of the Saviour ; 
Oh, the strength and love only God can give, 

Trusting in the promise of the Saviour, 
Whosoever will may be saved to-day, 

Trusting in the promise of the Saviour ; 
And begin to walk in the holy way,* 

Trusting in the promise of the Saviour. 



24 Music No. 36, in " The Garner." 

SHALL we meet beyond the river, 
Where the surges cease to roll, 
Where, in all the bright forever, 
Sorrow ne'er shall press the soul. 

Cho. — Shall we meet, shall we meet, 

Shall we meet beyond the river ? 
Shall we meet beyond the river, 
Where the surges cease to roll ? 

Shall we meet in that blest harbor, 
When our stormy voyage is o'er ? 

Shall we meet and cast the anchor, 
By the bright celestial shore ? 



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Shall we meet in yonder city, 
Where the towers of crystal shine ? 

Where the walls are all of jaspar, 
Built by workmanship divine. 

W r here the music of the ransomed, 
Kolls its harmony around, 

And creation swells the chorus, 
With its sweet, melodious sound. 

Shall we meet there many a loved one, 
That was torn from our embrace ? 

Shall we listen to their voices, 
And behold them face to face ? 

Shall we meet with Christ, our Saviour, 
When he comes to claim his own, 

Shall we know his blessed favor, 
And sit down upon his throne ? 



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NEARER my God, to thee, 
Nearer to thee ! 
E'en though it be a cross 

That raiseth me. 

Still all my song shall be 

Nearer, my God, to thee ! 

Nearer to thee ! 

Though, like the wanderer, 
The sun gone down, 

Darkness be over me, 
My rest a stone ; 

Yet in my dreams I'd be 

Nearer, my God, to thee I 
Nearer to thee ! 

There let the way appear 
Steps unto heaven, 

All that thou sendest me 
In mercy given ; 

Angels to beckon me 

Nearer, my God, to thee I 
Nearer to thee ! 



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E praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love, 
For Jesus who died and is now gone above. 



Cho. — Hallelujah ! thine the glory, hallelujah, amen ; 
Hallelujah ! thine the glory, revive us again. 

We praise thee, O God, for thy Spirit of light, 

Who has shown us our Saviour, and scattered our night. 

All glory and praise to the Lamb that was slain, 
Who has born all our sins, and cleansed every stain. 

All glory and praise to the God of all grace, 

Who has bought us, and sought us, and guided our ways. 

Eevive us again, fill each heart with thy love ; 
May each soul be rekindled with fire from above. 



27 Music No. 216, in " The Quartet." 

I'VE reached the land of corn and wine, 
And all its riches freely mine ; 
Here shines undimmed one blissful day, 
For all my night has passed away. 

Cho. — O, Beulah Land, sweet Beulah Land, 
As on thy highest mount I stand, 
I look away across the sea, 
Where mansions are prepared for me, 
And view the shining glory shore, 
My heaven, my home, for evermore. 

My Saviour comes and walks with me, 
And sweet communion here have we ; 
He gently leads me by his hand, 
For this is heaven's border-land. 



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A sweet perfume upon the breeze 
Is borne fr.om ever- vernal trees, 
And flowers, that never-fading grow, 
Where streams of life forever flow. 

The zephyrs seem to float to me 
Sweet sounds of heaven's melody, 
As angels with the white-robed throng 
Join in the sweet redemption song. 



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2§ Music No. 234, in " The Quartet." 

*HEKE are angels hov'ring 'round, 
There are angels hov'ring 'round, 
There are angels, angels hov'ring 'round. 

To carry the tidings home. 

To the New Jerusalem. 

We are on our journey home. 

Poor sinners are coming home. 

And Jesus bids them come. 

Let him that heareth, come. 

And he that is thirsty, come. 

And whosoever will may come. 

There's glory all around. 

29 Music No. 134, in "The Quartet. " 

JUST as I am, without one plea, 
But that thy blood was shed for me, 
And that thou bidst me come to thee, 
O Lamb of God, I come ! 

Just as I am, and waiting not 
To rid my soul of one dark blot, 
To thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot 
O Lamb of God, I come ! 



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Just as I am, though tossed about 
With many a conflict, many a doubt, 
Fightings within, and fears without, 
Lamb of God, I come ! 

Just as I am — poor, wretched, blind ; 
Sight, riches, healing of the mind, 
Yea, all I need, in thee to find, 
O Lamb of God, I come ! 

Just as I am, thou wilt receive, 
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve, 
Because thy promise I believe, 
O Lamb of God, I come ! 

Just as I am, thy love unknown, 
Hath broken every barrier down, 
Now to be thine, yea, thine alone, 
O Lamb of God I come ! 



ALAS ! and did my Saviour bleed, 
And did my Sovereign die ? 
Would he devote that sacred head 
For such a worm as I ? 

Was it for crimes that I have done, 
He groaned upon the tree ? 

Amazing pity, grace unknown, 
And love beyond degree ! 

Well might the sun in darkness hide, 

And shut his glories in, 
When Christ, the mighty maker, died, 

For man, the creature's sin. 

Thus might I hide my blushing face 
While his dear cross appears ; 

Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, 
And melt mine eyes to tears. 



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But drops of grief can ne'er repay 
The debt of love I owe ; 

Here, Lord, I give myself away — 
'Tis all that I can do. 



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J Music No. 326, in " The Quartet. " 

LAND of rest, for thee I sigh, 
When will the moment come, 
When I shall lay my armor by 
And dwell in peace at home ? 

Cho. — We'll work till Jesus comes, :|| 
And we'll be gathered home. 

No tranquil joys on earth I know, 

No peaceful shelt'ring dome, 
This world's a wilderness of woe, 

This world is not my home. 

To Jesus Christ I fled for rest, 

He bade me cease to roam, 
And lean for succor on his breast, 

Till he conduct me home. 

I sought at once my Saviour's side, 

No more my steps shall roam ; 
With him I'll brave death's chilling tide, 

And reach my heavenly home. 

32 Music No. 186, in " The Quartet." 

^H, how happy are they 
" Who the Saviour obey, 
And have laid up their treasures above; 
Tongue can never express 
The sweet comfort and peace 
Of a soul in its earliest love. 

Cho.- It is good to be here, it is good to be here, 

Thy perfect love now drives away all our fear, 
And light streaming down makes the pathway all 

clear, 
It is good for us, Lord, to be here. 



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That sweet comfort was mine 

When the favor divine 
I received thro' the blood of the Lamb ; 

When my heart first believed, 

What a joy I received — 
W x hat a heaven in Jesus' name ! 

'Twas a heaven below 

My Redeemer to know, 
And the angels could do nothing more 

Than to fall at his feet, 

And the story repeat, 
And the Lover of sinners adore. 

Jesus, all the day long, 

Was my joy and my song, 
Oh, that all his salvation might see ; 

He hath loved me, I cried, 

He hath suffered and died, 
To redeem even rebels like me. 



33 Music No. 78, in * The Quartet." 

THEEE is a fountain || : filled with blood, 
Drawn from Immanuel's veins, 
And sinners plunged || : beneath that flood, : || 
Lose all their guilty stains. 

Cho. — Oh, glorious fountain ! 
Here will I stay, 
And in thee ever 

Wash my sins away. 

The dying thief || : rejoiced to see : || 

That fountain in his day. 
And there may I, || : though vile as he, : || 

W T ash all my sins away. 



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Thou dying Lamb, || : thy precious blood, : 

Shall never lose its power, 
Till all the ransomed || : Church of God, : 

Are saved, to sin no more. 

E'er since by faith || : I saw the stream : || 

Thy flowing wounds supply, 
Redeeming love || : has been my theme, : || 

And shall be till I die. 



£JJ_ Tune No. 158, in " Songs of Redeeming Love, No. 2." 

► LEST be the tie that binds 
Our hearts in Christian love ! 
The fellowship of kindred minds 
Is like to that above. 



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Before our Father's throne 
We pour our ardent prayers ; 

Our fears, our hopep, our aims are one- 
Our comforts and our cares. 

We share our mutual woes, 

Our mutual burdens bear; 
And often for each other flows 

The sympathizing tear. 

From sin, and curse, and shame, 

Now are our souls set free; 
And perfect love and friendship reign, 

Through all eternity. 



THERE is a land of pure delight, 
Where saints immortal reign, 
Infinite day excludes the night, 
And pleasures banish pain. 

Cho. — There you'll sing hallelujah, 
And I'll sing hallelujah, 
And we'll all sing hallelujah, 
In that bright world above. 



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2nd Cho. — I want to go, I want to go, 
I want to go there too, 
I want to go where Jesus is, 
I want to go there too. 

3rd Cho— HI be there, HI be there, 

When the first trumpet sounds, I'll be there.- 

There everlasting spring abides, 
And never-withering flowers, 

Death, like a narrow sea divides 
This heavenly land from ours. 

Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood, 
r - Stand dressed in living green ; 
So to the Jews old Canaan stood, 
While Jordan rolled between. 



30 Music No. 86, in " The Quartet." 

OH, sometimes the shadows are deep, 
And rough seems the path to the goal, 
And sorrows, sometimes how they sweep, 
Like tempests down over the soul. 

Cho. — Oh, then to the Rock let me fly, 

To the Rock that is higher than I. : || 

Oh, sometimes how long seems the day, 
And sometimes how weary my feet, 

But toiling in life's dusty way, 

The Rock's blessed shadow how sweet. 

Oh, near to the Rock let me keep, 
Or blessings, or sorrows prevail, 

Or climbing the mountain-way steep, 
Or walking the shadowy vale. 



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YOUR garments must be white as snow, 
Prepare to meet your God ! 
For to his throne you'll have to go, 
• Prepare to meet your God ! 

Cho. — Prepare me, prepare me, Lord ! 

Prepare me to stand before thy throne ! 

Get washed from every stain of sin, 

Prepare to meet your God ! 
You must God's great salvation win, 

Prepare to meet your God ! 

Prepare me now, prepare me here, 

To stand before thy throne ! 
That I without a doubt or fear, 

May stand before thy throne ! 

Lord cleanse my heart and make me pure, 

To stand before thy throne! 
My pride, and self, and temper cure, 

To stand before thy throne ! 



3£ Music in W. H. 91. 

I HAVE heard my Saviour calling, 
I have heard my Saviour calling, 
I have heard my Saviour calling, 
Take thy cross and follow, follow me. 



Cho. — || : Where he leads me I will follow, : || 

I'll go with him, with him all the way. 

|] : Tho' the path be dark and dreary, : || 

I'll go with him, with him all the way. 

|| : He will give me grace and glory, : || 

He will keep me, keep me all the way. 

|| : Oh, 'tis sweet to follow Jesus, : || 

And be with him, with him all the way. 



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HEAVEN'S a beautiful city, 
Its streets are all paved with pure gold, 
Its walls are made of jasper, 

Its beauties have never been told. 

Cho. — I long, I long, I long to meet you there ! :|| 

Heaven's a beautiful city, 

The robes and the crowns I see ; 

Its joys will last forever — 
Oh, that is the home for me ! 

Heaven's a beautiful city, 

To its glories I fain would fly ; 
I'm going to seek king Jesus, 

In the land where we never shall die. 

Will you go to that beautiful city ? 

Or will you forever be lost? 
No sickness nor death shall part us 

When once the dark river we've cross' d. 

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THE Saviour is calling you, sinner, 
Urging you now to draw nigh ; 
He asks you by faith to receive him — 
Jesus will help if you try. 

Kef. — Jesus will help you, Jesus will help you, 
Help you with grace from on high ; 
The weakest and poorest the Saviour is calling- 
Jesus will help if you try. 

Thro' Him there is life in believing; 

Sinner, oh, why will you die ? 
Accept him by faith as your Saviour — 

Jesus will help if you try. 



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The Saviour is calling you, wanderer, 
Points you to mansions on high ; 

Return to the path that leads homeward — 
Jesus will help if you try. 

There's danger in longer delaying, 
Swiftly the moments pass by ; 

If now you will come, there is mercy, 
Jesus will help if you try. 

^.J_ Music No. 304, in " The Quartet." 

MY Saviour suffered on the tree, 
Glory to the bleeding Lamb; 
Oh, come and view the Lamb with me, 
Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! 

Cho. — The Lamb ! the Lamb ! the bleeding Lamb ! 
I love the sound of Jesus' name, 
It sets my spirit all aflame, 
Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! 

He bore my sins, and curse, and shame, 
Glory to the bleeding Lamb ; 

And I am saved through Jesus' name, 
Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! 

I know my sins are ail forgiven, 
Glory to the bleeding Lamb; 

And I am on my way to heaven, 
Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! 

And when the storms of life are o'er, 
Glory to the bleeding Lamb ; 

I'll sing upon the happier shore, 
Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! 

And this my ceaseless song shall be — 
Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! 

That Jesus tasted death for me, 
Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! 



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OH ! tell me more of Jesus' love, 
Who left His home in heaven above ; 
And gave His life so willingly, 
That from my sins I might be free. 

Cho. — Oh ! tell me more of Jesus' love, 

The love of Him who died for me ; 
Oh ! tell me more of Jesus' love, 
The love of Him who died for me. 

I've heard the thousands in my day, 
Tell of His love that's true alway ; 
And yet I'm longing now to hear, 
From some new soul that's found it dear. 

'Twas years ago I came to Him, 
And had my heart cleansed from all sin ; 
And since that day how sweet to me 
Has been His love so full and free. 

Jesus to me His love doth give, 
It is more sweet each day I live ; 
And as the days so sweetly glide, 
I'm glad in Him I do abide. 



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SHALL we gather at the river, 
Where bright angel feet have trod, 
With its crystal tide forever 
Flowing by the throne of God ? 

Cho. — Yes, we'll gather at the river, 

Ti.e beautiful, the beautiul river, 
Gather with the saints at the river 
That flows by the throne of God. 

On the margin of the river, 
Washing up its silver spray, 

We will walk and worship ever, 
All the happy, golden day. 



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Ere we reach the shining river, 
Lay we every burden down, ' 

Grace our spirits will deliver 
And provide a robe and crown. 

Soon we'll reach the shining river, 
Soon our pilgrimage will cease, ' 

boon our happy hearts will quiver, 
With the melody of peace. 



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/^F him who did salvation bring, 
V^ I'm at the fountain drinking, 
1 could forever think and sing, 
I'm on my journey home. 

Cho.— ^ Glory to God, 

I'm at the fountain drinkin°" 

Glory to God, 
I'm on my journey home. 

Ask but his grace, and lo ! 'tis given, 
I m at the fountain drinking, 

Ask, and he turns your hell to heaven, 
I m on my journey home. 

Though sin and sorrow wound my soul 
1 m at the fountain drinking, 

Jesus, thy balm will make it whole, 
1 m on my journey home. 

45 Music No. 147, in '< The Temple Trio. » 

OH, prodigal, don't stay away, 
The Father is waiting to-day, 
There is room to spare, 
There is raiment to wear, 
Oh, prodigal, don't stay away. 



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Cho. — Will you come, will you come, 

Will you come, come home to day? 
There's a welcome for you, 
There's a kiss, kind and true, 
Then, Oh, prodigal, don't stay away. 

O prodigal brother, come home, 
Why longer in wretchedness roam ? 
You're lonely and lost, 
You're driven and tossed, 
O prodigal brother, come home. 

O prodigal, what will you do? 

Love's table is waiting for you, 
Forgiveness so sweet, 
Sure your coming will greet, 

O prodigal, what will you do ? 

O prodigal brother, arise, 
For pardon look up to the skies, 
No longer then stray 
From thy Father away, 
O prodigal brother, arise. 



4g Music No. 310, in " The Quartet. " 

URGE on your rapid course, 
Ye blood-besprinkled bands ; 
The heavenly kingdom suffers force, 

'Tis seized by violent hands. 
See there the starry crown 

That glitters through the skies; 
Satan, the world, and sin, tread down, 
And take the glorious prize. 

Cho.— I'm glad salvation's free, 
I'm glad salvation's free, 
Salvation's free for you and me, 
I'm glad salvation's free. 



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Through much distress and pain, 

Through many a conflict here ; 
Through blood ye must the entrance gain, 

Yet, oh, disdain to fear. 
" Courage ! " your Captain cries, 

Who all your toil foreknew ; 
" Toil ye shall have, yet all despise ; 

I have overcome for you." 

The world cannot withstand, 

Its ancient Conqueror ; 
The world must sink beneath the hand 

Which arms us for the war. 
This is the victory — 

Before our faith they fall ; 
Jesus hath died for you and me, 

Believe, and conquer all. 



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Music No. 30, in " The Quartet. ' 



THOUGH troubles assail, and dangers affright, 
Though friends should all fail and foes all unite. 
Yet one thing secures us, whatever betide, 
The promise assures us — the Lord will provide. 

Cho. — Yes, I will rejoice, rejoice in the Lord, 

Yes, I will rejoice, rejoice in the Lord, 

Yes, I will rejoice, rejoice in the Lord, 

Will joy in the God of my salvation. 

The birds, without barn or storehouse, are fed, 
From them let us learn to trust for our bread, 
His saints, what is tilting, shall ne'er be denied 7 
So long as 'tis written — the Lord will provide. 

W T hen satan appears to stop up our path, 
And fills us with fears, we triumph by faith ; 
He cannot take from us, though oft he has tried, 
The heart-cheering promine — the Lord will provicfe. 



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He tells us we're weak, our hope is in vain, 
The good that we seek we ne'er shall obtain, 
But when such suggestions our graces have tried, 
This answers all questions — the Lord will provide. 

No strength of our own, nor goodness we claim, 
Our trust is all thrown on Jesus' great name, 
In thi9 our strong tower for safety we hide, 
The Lord is our power — the Lord will provide. 

When life sinks apace and dea'h is in view, 
The word of his grace shall comfort us through, 
Not fearing or doubting, with Christ on our side, 
We hope to die shouting — the Lord will provide. 

4g Music No. 827, in " The Quartet. 7 ' 

COME to Jesus, come to Jesus, 
Come to Jesus just now, 
Just now come to Jesus, 
Come to Jesus just now. 

He will save you. He will hear you. 

Oh, believe him. He'll have mercy. 

He is able. He'll forgive you. 

He is willing. He will cleanse you. 

He'll receive you. He'll renew you. 

Flee to Jesus. He will clothe you. 

Call unto him. Jesus loves you. 

£Q Tune No. 71, in "Songs of Redeeming Love, No, 2." 

JESUS, my Saviour, to Bethlehem came, 
Born in a manger to sorrow and shame — - 
O, it is was wonderful, blest be his name ! 
Seeking for me, for me, 
Seeking for me, for me, 
O, it was wonderful, blest be his name I 
Seeking for me, for me. 



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Jesns, my Saviour, the same as of old, 
Paid the great debt, and my soul he set free, 
O, it was wonderful, how could it be ? 

Dying for me, for me, 

Dying for me, for me, 
O, it was wonderful, how could it be ? 

Dying for me, for me. 

Jesus, my Saviour, the same as of old, 
While I did wander afar from the fold, 
Gently and long he hath pled with my soul, 

Calling for me, for me, 

Call ins: for me, for me, 
Gently and long hath he pled with my soul, 

Calling for me, for me, 

Jesus, my Saviour, shall come from on high, 
Sweet is the promise as weary years fly, 
O, I shall see him descending the sky, 

Coming for me, for me, 

Coming for me, for me. 
0, I shall tee him descending the sky r 

Coming for me, for me, 

5Q Music No. 288, in " The Temple Trio. " 

MY life, my love, I give to thee, 
Thou Lamb of God, who died for me ; 
Oh, may I ever faithful be, 
My Saviour and my God ! 

Cho. — I'll live for him who died for me, 
How happy then my life shall be ! 
I'll live for him who died for me, 
My Saviour and my G_d ! 

I Now believe thou dost receive, 
For thou hast died that I might live ! 
And now henceforth I'll trust in thee, 
My Saviour and my God I 



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Oh, thou who died on Calvarv, 
To save my soul and make me free, 
I consecrate my life to thee, 
My Saviour and my God ! 



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WE speak of the land of the blest, 
A country so bright and so fair 
And oft are its glories confest, 
But what must it be to be there ? 

Cho. — In the sweet by and by, 

We shall meet on that beautiful shore, 
In the sweet by and by, 

We shall meet on that beautiful shore. 

We speak of its pathways of gold, 
Its walls decked with jewels so rare, 

Its wonders and pleasures untold, 
But what must it be to be there ? 

We speak of its peace and its love, 
The robes which the glorified wear, 

The songs of the blessed above, 
But what must it be to be there ? 

We speak of its freedom from sin, 
From sorrow, temptation and care, 

From trials without and within, 
But what must it be to be there ? 

Do thou, Lord, midst pleasure or woe, 
For heaven our spirits prepare, 

Then shortly we also shall know, 
And feel what it is to be there. 



£J2 Music No. 61, in "Songs for the Ransomed.' 

MAKCHING on in the light of God, 
Marching on, I am marching on ; 
Up the path that the Master trod, 
Marching, marching on. 



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Cho. — A robe of white, a crown of gold, 
A harp, a home, a mansion fair, 
A victor's palm, a joy untold, 
Are mine when I get there. 

Marching on through the hosts of 'sin, 
Marching on, I am marching on, 

Vict'ry's mine, while I've Christ within, 
Marching, marching on. 

Marching on while the skeptics sneer, 
Marching on, I am marching on, 
• Perfect love casteth out all fear, 
Marching, marching on. 

Marching on with the flag unfurled, 
Marching on, I am marching on, 

Preaching Christ to the dying world, 
Marching, marching on. 



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I HEAR the Saviour say, 
Thy strength indeed is small ; 
Child of weakness, watch and pray, 
Find in me thine all in all. 

Clio. — Jesus paid it all, 

All to him I owe, 
Sin had left a crimson stain, 
He washed it white as snow. 

Lord, now indeed I find 

Thy power, and thine alone, 

Can change the leper's spots, 
And melt the heart of stone. 

For nothing good have I, 

Whereby thy grace to claim — 

I'll wash my girments white 
In the blood of Calvary's Lamb, 



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MY heavenly home is bright and fair, 
Nor pain nor death can enter there ; 
Its glittering towers the sun outshine, 
That heavenly mansion shall be mine. 

Cho. — I'm going home, I'm £oing home, 
I'm going home to die no more ; 
To die no more, to die no more. 
I'm going home to die no more. 

My father's house is built on high, 
Far, far above the starry sky, 
When from this earthly prison free, 
That heavenly mansion mine shall be. 

While here, a stranger far from home, 
Affliction's waves may round me foam ; 
Although, like Lazarus, sick and poor, 
My heavenly mansion is secure. 

Let others seek a home below, 

Which flames devour, or waves o'erflow, 

Be mine the happier lot to own 

A heavenly mansion near the throne. 



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J r I ^IS the Gospel invitation, 

JL Come and see, 

Unto every tribe and nation, 

Come and see. 
Jesus offers free salvation, 

Come and see, 
^VVhat the Lord has done for me. 

Cho. — Come and see, come and see, 

WJiat the Lord has done for me, 
For he found my soul in sin, 
And he washed me pure and clean, 
This the Lord has done for me. 



58 • Evangelistic Melodies. 



Oh, he never will deceive you, 

Come and see, 
Of your burden He'll relieve you, 

Come and see, 
He is waiting to receive you, 

Come and see, 
What the Lord has done for me. 

Come to Jesus, now confiding, 

Come and see, 
In his shadow quickly hiding, 

Come and see, 
In his mercy there abiding, 

Come and see, 
What the Lord has done for me. 



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IHEAE thy welcome voice, 
That calls me, Lord, to thee, 
For cleansing in thy precious blood 
That flowed on Calvary. 

Cho. — I am coming, Lord, 

Coming now to thee ! 
Wash me, cleanse me, in the blood 
t That flowed on Calvary. 

Though coming weak and vile, 
Thou do^t my strength assure ; 

Thou dost my vileness fully cleanse, 
Till spotless all and pure. 

'Tis Jesus calls me on 
To perfect faith and love, 

To perfect hope, and peace, and trust, 
For earth and heaven above. 

'Tis Jesus who confirms 
The blessed work within, 

By adding grace to welcomed grace, 
Where reigned the power of sin. 



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And he the witness gives 

To loyal hearts and free, 
That every promise is fulfilled, 

If faith but brings the plea. 

All hail, atoning blcod ! 

All hail, redeeming grace ! 
All hail, the Gift of Christ, our Lord, 

Our Strength and Righteousness ; 

57 Music No. 272, in "The Quartet." 

r I ^HE world is overcome by the blood of the Lamb ! 
Cho. — Glory to the Lamb ! :|| 

My sins are washed away in the blood of the Lamb. 
I've washed my garments white in the blood of the Lamb. 
The martyrs overcame by the blood of the Lamb. 
I soon shall gain the skies through the blood of the Lamb. 

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FADE, fade, each earthly joy ; 
Jesus is mine. 
Break, every tender tie ; 

Jesus is mine. 

Dark is the wilderness, 

Earth has no resting place, 

Jesus alone can bless ; 

Jesus is mine. 

Tempt not my soul away ; 

Jesus is mine. 
Here would I ever stay ; 

Jesus is mine. 
Perishing things of clay, 
Born but for one brief day, 
Pass from my heart away ; 

Jesus is mine. 



60 Evangelistic Melodies. 

Farewell, ye dreams of night; 

Jesus is mine. 
Lost in this dawning bright, 

Jesus is mine. 
All that my soul has tried 
Left but a dismal void ; 
Jesus has satisfied ; 

Jesus is mine. 

Farewell, mortality; 

Jesus is mine. 
Welcome, eternity ; 

Jesus is mine. 
Welcome, O loved and blest, 
Welcome, sweet scenes of rest, 
Welcome, my Saviour's breast; 

Jesus is mice. 



59 Music No. 28, in " The Quartet. " 

ARE you weary, are you heavy-hearted ? 
Tell it to Jesus, tell it to Jesus ; 
Are you grieving over joys departed ? 
Tell it to Jesus alone. 

Cho. — Tell it to Jesus, tell it to Jesus, 

He is a friend that's well known ; 
You have no other such a friend or brother, 
Tell it to Jesus alone. 

Do the tears flow down your cheeks unbidden ! 

Tell it to Jesus, tell it to Jesus; 
Have you sins that to man's eye are hidden ! 

Tell it to Jesus alone. 

Do you fear the gathering clouds of sorrow ? 

Tell it to Jesus, tell it to Jesus ; 
Are you anxious what shall be to-morrow ? 

Tell it to Jesus alone. 



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Are you troubled at the thought of dying? 

Tell it to 'Jesus, tell it to Jesus ; 
For Christ's coming Kingdom are you sighing? 

Tell it to Jesus alone. 



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I HAVE found a friend in Jesus, he's everything to me, 
He's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul ; 
The Lily of the Valley, in him alone I see 

All I need to cleanse and make me fully whole ; 
In sorrow he's my comfort, in trouble he's my stay, 

He tells every care on him to roll. 
He's the Lily of the Valley, the bright and Morning Star, 
He's -the fairest of ten thousand to my soul. 

Cho. — In sorrow he's my comfort, in trouble he's my stay, 
He tells me every care on him to roll. 
He's the Lily of the Valley, the bright and Morning Star, 
He's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul. 

He all my griefs has taken, and all my sorrows borne ; 

In temptation he's my s'rong and mighty tower; 
I have all for him forsaken, and all my idols torn 

From my heart, and now he keeps me by his power; 
Though all the world forsake me, and Satan tempts me sore, 

Through Jesus I shall safely reach the goal. 
He's the Lily of the Valley, the bright and Morning Star, 

He's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul. 

He will never, never leave me, nor yet forsake me here, 

While I live by faith and do his blessed will ; 
A wall of fire about me, I've nothing now to fear; 

With his manna he my hungry soul shall fill ; 
Then sweeping up to glory to see his blessed face, 

Where rivers of delight shall ever roll. 
He's the Lily of the Valley, the bright and Morning Star, 

He's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul. 



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61 

THEKE are songs of joy that I loved to sing 
When my heart was as blithe as a bird in spring ; 
But the song I have learned is so full of cheer, 
That the dawn shines out in the darkness drear. 

Cho. — O the new, new song ! O the new, new song ! 
I can sing it now with the ransomed throng: 
Power and dominion to him that shall reign ; 
Glory and praise to the Lamb that was slain ! 

There are strains of home that are dear as life, 
And I list to them oft 'mid the din of strife ; 
But I know of a home that is wondrous fair, 
And I sing the psalms they are singing there. 

Can my lips be mute, or my heart be sad, 
When the gracious Master hath made me glad ? 
When he points where the many mansions be, 
And sweetly says, " There is one for thee " ? 

I shali catch the gleam of its jasper wall 
Wheu I come to the gloom of the evenfall ; 
For I know that the shadows, dreary and dim, 
Have a path of light that will lead to him. 



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COME, every soul by sin oppressed, 
There's mercy with the Lord, 
And he will surely give you rest, 
By trusting in his word. 

Cho. — Only trust him, only trust him, 
Only trust him now ; 
He will save you, he will save you, 
He will save you now. 



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For Jesus shed his precious blood 
Rich blessings to bestow ; 

Plunge now into the crimson flood 
That washes white as snow. 

Yes, Jesus is the Truth, the Way, 
That leads you into rest ; 

Believe in him without delay, 
And you are fully blest. 

Come, then, and join this holy band, 

And on to glory go, 
To dwell in that celestial land, 

Where joys immortal flow. 



03 Music No. 316, in " The Temple Trio." 

O JESUS, Lord, thy dying love 
Hath pierced my contrite heart ; 
Now take my life, and let me prove 
How dear to me thou art. 

Cho. — At the cross, :|| where I first saw the light, 
And the burden of my heart rolled away, 
It was there by faith I received my sight, 
And now I am happy night and day. 

Amid the night of sin and death 

Thy light hath filled my soul ; 
To me thy loving voice now saith, 

Thy faith hath made thee whole. 

I kiss thy feet, I clasp thy hand, 

I touch thy bleeding side ; 
O let me here forever stand, 

Where thou wast crucified. 

My Lord, my light, my strength, my all, 

I count my gain but loss ; 
Forever let thy love enthrall, 

And keep me at the cross. 



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@zj_ Music No. 42, in " The Temple Trio." 

^OD loved the world so tenderly 
His only Son he gave, 
That all who on his name believe 
Its wondrous power will save. 

Cho. — For God so loved the world 
That he gave his only Son, 
That whosoever belie veth in him 
Should not perish, should not perish, 
That whosoever believeth in him 
Should not perish, but have everlasting life. 

Oh, love that only God can feel, 

And only he can show ! 
Its height and depth, its length and breadth, 

Nor heaven nor earth can know ! 

Why perish, then, ye ransom' d ones ? 

Why slight the gracious call ? 
Whv turn from him whose words proclaim 

Eternal life to all ? 

O Saviour, melt these hearts of ours, 

And teach us to believe 
That whosoever comes to thee 

Shall endless life receive. 



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r 



r F you're sick of sin's dark night, 
Jesus' precious Blood can save you ; 
Come to Him who is the Light, 

Nothing but His Blood can save you. 

Cho. — Oh, yes, there is hope for you, 
Now your sins forsaking ; 
Prove His promises are true, 

Yes, His precious blood can save you. 

If in sin you've grief and woe, 

Jesus' precious Blood can save you ; 

Come and you His peace shall know, 
Nothing but His Blood can save you. 



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WEAEY with walking alone, 
Long heavy-laden with sin ; 
Toiling all night without Christ, 
Kest for my soul shall I win. 

Cho. — Leaning on Jesu?, 

I walk at his side; 
Leaning on Jesus, 

I trust hiin, my Shepherd and Guide. 

Fearing to stand for my Lord, 

Trembling for weakness in prayer; 

Yet, on the bosom divine, 
Losing each sorrow and fear. 

Anxious no longer for self, 

Shrinking no longer from pain ; 

Leaning on Jesus alone, 
He all my care will sustain. 

Leaning. I walk in " the Way," 

Leaning, "the Truth" I shall know; 

Leaning on heart-throbs of Christ, 
Safe into "Life" I may go. 



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WHAT wondrous methods God has given, 
Salvation wires from earth to heaven ; 
The spirit's current runs up there, 
I'll send a telegram of prayer. 

Cho. — My telegram's gome, :|| 

To the palace of glory, my telegram's gone, 
My Father's there, He'll answer prayer, 
My telegram's gone. :|| 

His telegram is strong and free, 
My message goes without a fee ; 
His office is the one I choose, 
His promise is the form I use. 



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I wire for Him my soul to fill, 
I wire for power to do his will, 
I wire before the throne of grace, 
I wire to reach the holy place. 

I wire to get the Spirit's shower, 
I wire for full salvation power ; 
For rescue from a drunkard's grave, 
I wire for Him to come and save. 



liQ Music No. 112, in "Songs of Redeeming Love, No. 2." 

WHEN Jesus laid his crown aside, 
He came to save me ; 
When on the cross he bled and died, 
He came to save me. 

Cho. — I'm so glad, I'm so glad, 

I'm so glad that Jesus came, 
• And grace is free, 
I'm so glad, I'm so glad, ' 
I'm so glad that Jesus came, 
He came to save me. 

In my poor heart he deigns to dwell, 

He came to save me ; 
O, praise his name, I know it well, 

He came to save me. 

With gentle hand he leads me still, 

He came to save me ; 
And trusting him I fear no ill, 

He came to save me. 

To him my faith with rapture clings, 

He came to save me ; 
To him my heart looks up and sings, 

He came to save me. 



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MY Jesus, I'll follow where'er Thou wilt lead, 
But oh, how much more of Thy presence I need, 
Oh, come in Thy fullness and make me complete, 
To know naught but victory when all seems defeat. 

Cho. — Hiding in Thee. 



Lord, help me in darkness to shine bright for thee, 
That Thy glory and Spirit in me all may see ; 
No longer shall doubt keep Thy presence from me, 
Apply Thy blood now, and I know I'll be free. 



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70 Music No. 166, in "The Quartet." 

r HEN I survey the wondrous cross 
On which the Prince of glory died, 
My richest gain I count but loss, 
And pour contempt on all my pride. 

Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, 
Save in the death of Christ, my God ; 

All the vain things that charm me most, 
I sacrifice them to his blood. 

See, from his head, his hands, his feet, 
Sorrow and love flow mingled down ; 

Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, 
Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 

Were the whole realm of nature mine, 
That were a present far too small ; 

Love so amazing, so divine, 

Demands my soul, my life, my all. 



JJ Music No. 169, in " The Quartet." 

ROCK of ages, cleft for me, 
Let me hide myself in thee; 
Let the water and the blood 
From thy wounded side which flowed, 
Be of sin the double cure, 
Save from wrath and make me pure. 



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Could my tears forever flow, 
Could my zeal no languor know, 
These for sin could not atone, 
Thou must save, and thou alone : 
In my hand no price I bring, 
Simply to thy gross I cling. 

While I draw this fleeting breath, 
When my eyes shall close in death, 
When I rise to worlds unknown. 
And behold thee on thy throne, 
Rock of ages, cleft for me, 
Let me hide myself in thee. 

T^ Music No. 91, in "Songs of Redeeming Love, No. 2" 

WHO, who is he ? :|| that overcometh 
By the blood of the Lamb? 
|| : He that believeth and is | born of God, :|| 
Shall overcome by the blood. 

Ref. — O, the precious, precious blood ! 
O, the cleansing, healing flood ! 
O, the power and the love of God, 
Through the blood of the Lamb ! 

What shall he wear? :|| that overcometh 

By the blood of the Lamb ? 
|| : He shall be clothed in | raiment white, :|| 

That overcomes by the blood. 

What shall he eat? :|| that overcometh 

By the blood of the Lamb ? 
|| : He shall eat of the | tree of life, :|| 

That overcomes by the blood. 

What shall he be? :|| that overcometh 

By the blood of the Lamb ? 
J: He shall be a pillar in the | temple of God,: || 

That overcomes by the blood. 



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W^at shall we hear? :|| that overcometh 

By the blood of the Lamb? 
|| : He shall hear his name con- | fessed in heaven, 

That overcomes by the blood. 

What shall he have? :|| that overcometh 

By the blood of the Lamb? 
||: God will give him all things, and | make him his 
son, :|| 

That overcomes by the blood. 

Where shall he sit? :|| that overcometh 

By the blood of the Lamb ? 
||: He shall sit with | Jesus on his throne, :|j 

That overcomes by the blood. 

What is the victory? :|| that overcometh 

By the blood of the Lamb ? 
|| : Faith is the victory that | overcometh, :|| 

By the blood of the Lamb. 



I'M a hallelujah Christian, : 
From the wilderness I came, 
I'm saved and washed in Jesus' blood, 
Hallelujah to His name. 

Cho. — Fm a hallelujah Christian, 
Fm so happy all the time, 
I sing,- 1 shout, I leap for joy, 

And oh, it is sublime. 

* 

I came down to Jordan's river, 
When the current was so strong, 

I plunged right in and came straight through, 
With a hallelujah song. 

I came then to old Jericho, 

Oh ! the walls were very high, 
I gave a shout and down they came, 

And the Canaanites did fly. 



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I met the giants of the land, 

They were armored great and tall, 

I pierced them with the word of God 
And the giants had to fall. 

I am dwelling now in Beulah, 

Where the sun shines all the time, 

I live on figs and grapes and corn, 
In a hallelujah clime. 

Glory to God, I'm going up, 

To loftier peaks each day, 
From crag to crag I leap and shout 

Hallelujah all the way. 

And when the bridegroom comes again, 

Oh, it won't be very long, 
We'll meet our Saviour in the clouds 

With a hallelujah song. 



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PRAISE God from whom all blessings flow, 
Praise Him all creatures here below, 
Praise Him above, ye heavenly hos's, 
Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost. 

K Tune, " Sweet by and by." 



HOW tedious and tasteless the hours 
When Jesus*no longer I see ! 
Sweet prospects, sweet birds and sweet flowers, 

Have lost all their sweetness to me ; 
The midsummer sun shines but dim, 

The fields strive in vain to look gay ; 
But when I am happy in him, 
December's as pleasant as May. 

Cho. — I believe Jesus saves, 

And his blood washes whiter than snow. : 



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His name yields the richest perfume, 

And sweeter than music his voice ; 
His presence disperses my gloom, 

And makes all within me rejoice ; 
I should, were he always thus nigh, 

Have nothing to w r ish or to fear ; 
No mortal so happy as 1, 

My summer would last all the year. 

Content with beholding his face, 

My all to his pleasure resigned, 
No changes of season or place 

Would make any change in my mind ; 
While blest with a sense of his love, 

A palace a toy would appear ; 
And prisons would palaces prove, 

If Jesus would dwell with me there. 



JQ . Music No. 75, in "The Quartet." 

EACH cooing dove and sighing bough, 
That makes the eve so blest to me ; 
Has something far diviner now, 
It bears me back to Galilee. 

Cho. — O Galilee, sweet Galilee ! 

Where Jesus loved so much to be ; 

O Galilee, blue Galilee! 

Come, sing thy song again to me. 

Each flowery glen and mossy dell, 
Where happy birds in song agree ; 

Through sunny morn the praises tell 
Of sights and sounds in Galilee. 

And when I read the thrilling lore 
Of him who walked upon the sea ; 

I long, oh, how I long once more 
To follow him in Galilee. 



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J 7 Music No. 388, in " The Quartet." 

SIMPLY trusting every day, 
Trusting, though a stormy way ; 
Even when my faith is small, 
Trusting Jesus, that is all. 

Cho.- Trusting as the moments fly, 
Trusting as the days go by, 
Trusting him, whate'er befall — 
Trusting Jesus, that is all. 

Brightly doth his Spirit shine 
Into this poor heart of mine ; 
While he leads I cannot fall — 
Trusting Jesus, that is all. 

Singing, if my way is clear, 
Praying, if my path is drear ; 
If in danger; for him call — 
Trusting Jesus, that is all. 

Trusting him while life shall last, 
Trusting him till earth is past, 
Till within the Jasper wall — 
Trusting Jesus, that is all. 



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I AM a poor pilgrim of sorrow, 
Tossed out on this wide world alone, 
No hope in this world of to-morrow, 
I've started to reach a far home. 

Cho.— Sometimes I am tossed and driven, 

Sometimes I know not where to roam, 
I hear of a city called heaven, 

I am striving to make it my home. 



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I am wandering through this land of sorrow, 
No cheering or comfort have I, 

I have come throm? h so many hard terrors, 
Lord, must I now perish and die ? 

I know that I am weak and unworthy, 

My heart is so prone to sin, 
But Jesus, the Saviour almighty, 

Says, " come, pilgrim, I'll take you in." 

When friends and relations forsake me, 
When troubles around me roll high, 

I think of the kind words of Jesus, 
Who says, weary child, I am nigh. 

70 Musie No. 89, in " Glad Rallelujahs." 

ALL my life long I have panted 
For a draught from some cool spring, 
That I hoped would quench the burning 
Of the thirst I felt within. 

Kef. — Hallelujah ! I have found it — 

What my soul so long has craved ! 
Jesus satisfies my longings ; 

Thro' his blood I now am saved. 

Feeding on the husks around me, 
Till my strength was almost gone, 

Longed my soul for something better, 
Only still to hunger on. 

Poor I was, and sought for riches, 

Something that would satisfy, 
But the dust I gathered round me 

Only mocked my soul's sad cry. 

Well of water, ever springing, 

Bread of life so rich and free, 
Untold wealth that never faileth 

My Eedeemer is to me. 



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£Q Music No. 152, in " Radiant Songs. " 

WHEN out in sin and darkness lost, 
Love found me, 
My fainting soul was tempest tossed, 

Love found me, 
I heard the Saviour's words so blest, 

Love found me, 
Come, weary, heavy laden, rest, 
Love found me. 

Cho.— Oh, 'twas love, love, 

Love that moved the mighty God, 
Love, love, 'twas love found me. 

The Spirit roused me from my sleep, 

Love found me, 
Conviction seized me strong and deep, 

Love found me, 
Although I long withstood his grace, 

Love found me, 
He wooed me to his kind embrace, 

Love found me. 

I'll praise him while he gives me breath, 

Love found me, 
For saving from an endless death, 

Love found me, 
Christ is my advocate above, 

Love found me, 
I'm yoked to him in perfect love, 

Love found me. 

And when I reach the gold paved street, 

Love found me, 
I'll sit adoring at his feet, 

Love found me, 
And sing hosannas round ihe throne, 

Love found me, 
Where I shall know as I am known, 

Love found me. 



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COME, weary one, to Jesus' blood, 
And leave your load of care ; 
Come, tell him all your sorrows, 
He will your burden bear, 
He'll wash your sins away, 
And change your night to day, 
He'll cleanse you in his all-atoning blood. 

Cho. — The blood of Jesus cleanses white as snow. 

Why do you linger when he calls 

To save your soul from sin ? 
Oh, do not let him stand and knock, 
But rise and let him in. 
How patiently he stands, 
With loving, outstretched hands, 
To cleanse you in his all-atoning blood. 

You've slighted long the Saviour's call, 

But still he's calling you ; 
Come, lean upon his promises, 
His Word is firm and true, 
So do not fear and doubt, 
He'll in no wise cast you out, 
But will cleanse you in his all-atoning blood. 



§2 Music No - 124 y in " The Quartet." 

I WAS once far away from the Saviour, 
And as vile as a sinner could be, 
I wondered if Christ the Redeemer 
Could save a poor sinner like me. 

I wandered on in the darkness, 
Not a ray of light could I see, 

And the thought filled my heart with sadness, 
There's no hope for a sinner like me. 



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And then, in that dark, lonely hour, 
A voice swee'ly whispered to me, 

Saying, Christ the Kedeeraer has power 
To save a poor sinner like me. 

I then fully trusted in Jesus, 
And oh, what a joy came to me ; 

My heart was filled with his praises, 
For saving a sinner like me. 

No longer in darkness I'm walking, 
For the light is now shining on me, 

And now unto others I'm telling 

How he saved a poor sinner lifce me. 

And when life's journey is over, 
^ And I the dear Saviour shall see, 
I'll praise him forever and ever, 
For saving a sinner like me. 



SINS of years are washed away, 
Blackest stains become as snow ; 
Darkest night is changed to day 
When you to the river go. 

Cho. — I'm believing and receiving 
While I to the river go ; 
And my heart its waves are cleansing, 
Whiter than the driven snow. 

Doubts and fears are borne along 
On the current's ceaseless flow ; 

Sorrow changes into song 
When you to the river go. 

Ease and wealth become as dross, 
Worthless earth's delight and show ; 

All your boast is in the Cross, 
When you to the river go. 



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Selfishness is lost in love, 

Love for him whose love you know ; 

All your treasure is above 
When you to the river go. 

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WE'EE bound for the land of the pure and the holy, 
The home of the happy, the kingdom of love, 
Ye wanderers from God in the broad road of folly, 
Oh, say, will you go to the Eden above ? 

Cho. — Will you go, will you go, 
Will you go, will you go, 
Oh, say, will you go to the Eden above ? 

In that blessed land neither sighing nor anguish 
Can breathe in the fields where the glorified rove ; 

Ye heart burdened ones, who in misery languish, 
Oh, say, will you go to the Eden above ? 

Each saint has a mansion, prepared and all furnished, 
Ere from this small house he is summoned to move ; 

Its gates and its towers with glory are burnished, 
Oh, say, will you go to the Eden above? 

March on, happy soldiers, the land is before you, 
And soon its ten thousand delights we shall prove ; 

Yes, soon we'll be massed on the hills of bright glory, 
And drink the pure joys of the Eden above. 

We will go, oh, yes, we will go to the Eden above. 



QK Music No. 158, in "Sunlit Songs." 

MY soul, in sad exile, was out on life's sea, 
So burdened with sin and distrest, 
Till I beard a sweet voice saying, make me your choice, 
And I entered the " Haven of Kest." 



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Cho. — I've anchored my soul in the haven of rest, 
I'll sail the wide seas no more; 
The tempest may sweep o'er the wild, stormy deep, 
In Jesus I'm safe evermore. 

I yielded myself to his tender emhrace, 

And faith taking hold of the word, 
My fetters fell off, and I anchored my soul, 

The haven of rest is my Lord. 

The song of my soul, since the Lord made me whole, 

Has been the old story so blest, 
Of Jesus, who'll save whosoever will have 

A home in the " Haven of Rest " 

How precious the thought that we all may recline, 

Like John, the beloved and blest, 
On Jesus' strong arm, where no tempest can harm — 

Secure in the " Haven of Rest." 

Oh, come to the Saviour, he patiently waits 

To save by his power divine ; 
Come, anchor your soul in the haven of rest, 

And say, " My Beloved is mine." 



QA Music No. 161 j in "Precious Hymns." 

OI left it all with Jesus, long ago, long ago, 
^ My sinfulness I brought him, and my woe ; 
And when by faith I saw him on the tree, 
And heard his still small whisper, "'Tis for thee," 
From my weary heart the burden roll'd away, roll'd 

away, 
And now I'm singing glory, happy day. 

O, I leave it all with Jesus, for he knows, for he knows, 

Just how to take the bitter from life's woes, 

And how to gild the tear drop with his gmile, 

To make the desert garden bloom awhile; 

Then with all my weakness, leaning on his might, 

My soul sings hallelujah, all is light. 



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O, I leave it all with Jesus, day by day, day by day, 
My faith can firmly trust him, come what may; 
For hope has dropped her anchor, found her rest, 
Within the calm, sure haven of his breast, 
And oh, 'tis joy of heaven to abide, to abide 
Close to my dear Redeemer, at his side. 

C'T Music No. 53, in "Sunlit Songs." 

TRYING to walk in the steps of the Saviour, 
Trying to follow our Saviour and King; 
Shaping our lives by his blessed example, 
Happy, how happy, the songs that we bring. 

Cuo. — How beautiful to walk in the steps of the Saviour, 
Stepping in the light, 
Stepping in the light, 
How beautiful to walk in the steps of the Saviour, 
Led in paths of light. 

Pressing more closely to him who is leading, 
When we are tempted to turn from the way ; 

Trusting the arm that is strong to defend us, 
Happy, how happy, our praises each day. 

Walking in footsteps of gentle forbearance, 
Footsteps of faithfulness, mercy and love, 

Looking to him for the grace freely promised, 
Happy, how happy, our journey above. 

Trying to walk in the steps of the Saviour, 
Upward, still upward we'll follow our guide, 

When we shall see him, "the King in his beauty," 
Happy, how happy, our place, at his side. 

§£ Music No. 31, in "Sunlit Songs." 

WHAT a wonderful salvation ! 
For its length and breadth and height 
Far excel the grandest knowledge 
Of the seraphim in light, 



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I can never, never fathom 

Half its holy mystery, 
But I know it is for sinners, 

And it just suits me. 

Cho. — ]|:It just suits me, 

It just suits me, 
This wonderful salvation, 
It just suits me.: || 

Oh, this blessed " whosoever," 

Calling ev'ry one who will, 
To the sparkling, living waters, 

Flowing fully, freely still, 
No, I know not why he loves me, 

But his blood is all my plea ; 
I can trust his " whosoever," 

For it just suits me. 

Precious promises of Jesus, 

Sweeping ev'ry human need, 
For the grace of our Kedeemer 

Must our highest thought exceed; 
To the mighty, royal storehouse 

Let me use the golden key, 
Find the special, tender promise 

That will just suit me. 

What a perfect, present Saviour ! 

What a true and loving friend ! 
Can we ever praise him rightly? 

Tell how grace and glory blend? 
Now the Prince of Peace is reigning, 

Over-ruling all I see; 
So, whatever lot he orders, 

May it just suit me. 

CO Music No. 151, in " Precious Hymns. ' ' 

OH, why should we wrestle with fears 
And doubts, which the Spirit must grieve ? 
And why should we languish in sorrow and tears, 
When there's nothing to do but believe. 



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Cho. — Believe, believe, 

Only on Jesus believe; 
Salvation is waiting for you and for me, 
There is nothing to do but believe. 

His word is assurance complete, 

Thy sins and thine idols now leave ; 

Come, pleading his promise, and fall at his feet, 
Then you've nothing to do but believe. 

How easy the terms of his grace, 

'Tis only to ask and receive ; 
The seal of his favor, the smile of his face, 

Are for those who will only believe. 

90 Music No. 92, in " Sunlit Songs." 

IN darkness I wandered till Jesus I found, 
And then, praise his name ! 
The clear light of heaven my pathway shone 'round, 
And peace to my spirit there came. 

Cho. — And now I'm confiding, 
And sweetly abiding 
In Jesus, my Saviour, Companion and Guide ; 
His name I'm confessing, 
He fills me with blessing, 
To me he's far dearer than all else beside. 

The birds o'er my head seemed to sing a new song, 

So wondrously sweet, 
All nature seemed praising in notes loud and long, 

My Saviour, when first we did meet. 

And now we are walking together along, 

My Saviour and I ; 
He blesses and leads me with hand kind and strong, 

And freely his grace does supply. 

Oh, wonderful Brother, Redeemer, and Friend ! 

I love him I know ; 
This blessed companionship, never to end, 

Grows sweeter as onward I go. 



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O J Music No. 154, in " Sunlit Songs. ' ' 

THERE'S sunshine in my soul to-day, 
More glorious and bright 
Than glows in any earthly sky, 
For Jesus is my light. 

Ref. — Oh, there's sunshine, blessed sunshine, 

When the peaceful, happy moments roll ; 
When Jesus shows his smiling face 
There is sunshine in the soul. 

There's music in my soul to-day, 

A carol to my King ; 
And Jesus, listening, can hear 

The songs I cannot sing. 

There's springtime in my soul to-day, 

For when the. Lord is near 
The dove of peace sings in my heart, 

The flowers of grace appear. 

There's gladness in my soiil to-day, 
And hope, and praise, and love, 

For blessings which he gives me now, 
For joys "laid up" above. 

02 Music No. 68, in " Sunlit Songs." 

COME ever, lost one, come, 
Over the line to-day, 
Where Jesus bids you stand, 
Oh, come away. 

Cho. — Come over, oh, come over, 

Come over the line to-day ; 
And heav'n delight, while men invite, 

And angels seem to say: 
Come over, oh, come over, 

Come over the line to-day ; 
To Jesus bow/ he calls you now, 

Come over the line to-day. 



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Only a step to God, 

One step to cross the line ; 
Hasten, dying one, 

Touch the divine ! 

Moment of priceless worth, 
When God has drawn so near ; 

His wondrous tenderness, 
Sinner, revere. 

Dare not this call refuse, 
When duty is so plain ; 

The Spirit long denied, 
Comes not again. 

Lost one, this call to you 

May be the very last ! 
Haste, ere forevermore 

Your day be past. 



Qg Music No. 66 y in "Precious Hymns." 

THERE'S a shout in the camp, for the Lord is here, 
Hallelujah ! praise his name ; 
To the feast of his love we again draw near, 
Praise, oh, praise his name. 

Cho. — -Room for the millions, room for all ! 
Hallelujah ! praise his name ; 
Come to the banquet, great and small, 
Praise, oh, praise his name. 

There's a shout in the camp like the shout of old, 

Hallelujah ! praise his name ; 
For the cloud of his glory we now behold, 

Praise, oh, praise his name. 

There's a shout in the ranks of the King of kings, 

Hallelujah ! praise his name ; 
While we drink at the Rock from the living springs. 

Praise, oh, praise his name. 



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There's a shout in the camp while our souls repeat 

Hallelujah ! praise his name; 
There is room for the world at the Saviour's feet, 

Praise, oh, praise his name. 

Ol Music No. 30, in "Sunlit Songs." 

I'M happy, so happy, no words can express 
The joy and the comfort I see, 
For Jesus hath purchased thro' infinite grace, 
A perfect salvation for me. 

Cho. — Saved, saved, oh, glory to God ! 
I feel the assurance divine ; 
Saved, saved, oh, glory to God ! 
His Spirit hears witness with mine. 

I'm happy, so happy, while trusting in him 
Whose presence o'ershadows my way ; 

Who leadeth my soul by the river of peace, 
And giveth me strength as my day. 

My love may be tested, my faith may be tried, 
The depth of its fervor to prove; 

But welcome each trial, my Saviour designs 
The gold from the dross to remove. 

blessed Redeemer, some day I shall stand 
O'erwhelmed with the light of thy face ; 

Adoring forever, and shouting thy praise, 
Because thou hast saved me by grace. 

ChX Music No. 57, in "Precious Hymns." 

r EAK the earnest invitation, 

Wanderer from the path of right ; 
Jesus offers bis salvation, 

Will you come to Christ to-night? 

Cho. — Will you come, will you come? 
Come and at his altar bow; 
Will you come, will you come ? 
Jesus waits to save you now. 



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Christian souls are fervent praying, 

Holy Spirit, send thy light, 
Why afar in darkness straying? 

Why not come to Christ to-night ? 

Angels near us, eager bending, 

Friends beloved from homes of light ; 

With our hearts their question blending, 
Will you come to Christ to-night? 

Hear the Saviour interceding, 
Nor his gracious message slight ; 

Will you pass his cross unheeding? 
Oh, return to Christ to-night. 



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1)0 Music No. 135, in "Precious Hymns." 

S HE Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want, 
He maketh me down to lie 
In pastures green, he leadeth me 
The quiet waters by. 

Cho. — His yoke is easy, his burden is light, 
I've found it so, I've found it so ; 
He leadeth me by day and by night, 
Where living waters flow. 

My soul crieth out : " restore me again," 

And give me the strength to take 
The narrow path of righteousness, 

E'en for his own name's sake. 

Yea, tho' I should walk in the valley of death, 

Yet why should I fear from ill ? 
For thou art with me, and thy rod 

And staff my comfort still. 

07 Music No. 160, in "Precious Hymns." 

YOU ask what makes me happy, my heart so free from care, 
It is because my Saviour in mercy heard my prayer ; 
He brought me out of darkness, and now the light I see, 
O blessed, loving Saviour, to him the praise shall be. 



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Cho.— I will shout his praise in glory, 

80 will I, so will I, 
And we'll all sing hallelujah in heaven by and by ; 
I will shout his praise in glory, 

So will I, so will I, 
And we'll all sing hallelujah in heaven by and by. 

I was a frieudless wand'rer till Jesus took me in, 
My life was full of sorrow, my heart was full of sin ; 
But when the blood so precious spoke pardon to my soul, 
Oh, blissful, blissful moment, 'twas joy beyond control! 

T wish that every sinner before his throne would bow, 

lie waits to bid them welcome, he longs to bless them now ; 

]( they but knew the rapture that in his love I see, 

They'd eorae and shout salvation, and sing his praise with me. 

I mean to live for Jesus while here on earth I stay, 
And when his voice shall call me to realms of endless day, 
As one by one we gather, rejoicing on the sdiore, 
We'll shout his praise in glory, and sing forevermore. 

Og Music No. 19, in " Sunlit Songs." 

CHRIST has for sin atonement made, 
What a wonderful Saviour! 
We are redeemed, the price is paid, 
What a wonderful Saviour ! 

Cho. — What a wonderful Saviour 
Is Jesus, my Jesus ! 
What a wonderful Saviour 
Is Jesus, my Lord ! 

I praise him for the cleansing: blood, 

What a wonderful Saviour ! 
That reconciled my soul to God, 

What a wonderful Saviour !" 

He gives me overcoming power, 

What a wonderful Saviour! 
And triumph in each conflict hour, 

What a wonderful Saviour ! 



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To him I've given all my heart, 

What a wonderful Saviour ! 
The world shall never share a part, 

What a wonderful Saviour! 

qq Music No. 128, in "Sunlit Songs/' 

THERE is a home eternal, 
Beautiful and bright, 
Where sweet joys supernal 

Never are dimmed by night, 
White robed angels are singing, 

Ever around the bright throne ; 
When, oh, when shall I see thee, 
Beautiful, beautiful home? 

Cho. — Home, beautiful home, 

Bright, beautiful home ; 

Home, home of our Saviour, 

Bright, beautiful home. 

Soon shall I join that anthem, 

Far beyond the sky ; 
Jesus became my ransom, 

Why should I fear to die ? 
Soon my eyes will behold him 

Seated upon the bright throne ; 
Then, oh, then shall I see thee, 

Beautiful, beautiful home ! 

X0O Music tfo. 87, in " Radiant Songs.'* 

COME, sinners, to the Living One, 
He's just the same Jesus 
As when he raised the widow's son, 
The very same Jesus. 

Cho. — The very same Jesus, 

The wonder working Jesus ; 
Oh, praise his name, he's just the same, 
The verv same Jesus. 



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Come, feast upon the " living bread/' 

He's just the same Jesus 
As when the multitudes he fed, 

The very same Jesus. 

Come, tell him all your griefs and fears, 

He's just the same Jesus 
As when he shed those loving tears, 

The very same Jesus. 

Come unto him for clearer light, 

He's just the same Jesus 
As when he gave the blind their sight, 

The very same Jesus. 

Calm 'midst the waves of trouble be, 

He's just the same Jesus 
As when he hushed the raging sea, 

The very same Jesus. 

Some day our raptured eyes shall see 

He's just the same Jesus ; 
Oh, blessed day for you and me, 

The very same Jesus. 

10X Music No. 77, in "United Evangelist." 

ABOVE the waves of earthly strife, 
Above the ills and cares of life, 
Where all is peaceful, bright and fair, 
My home is there, my home is there. 

Cho. — My beautiful home, my beautiful home, 

In the land where the glorified ever shall roam ; 
Where angels bright wear crowns of light, 
My home is there, my home is there. 

Where living fountains sweetly flow, 
Where buds and flowers immortal grow, 
Where trees their fruits celestial bear, 
My home is there, my home is there. 






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Away from sorrow, doubt and pain, 
Away from worldly loss and gain, 
From all temptation, tears and care, 
My home is there, my home is there. 

Beyond the bright and pearly gates, 
Where Jesus, loving Saviour, waits, 
Where all is peaceful, bright and fair, 
My home is there, my home is there. 

1(V> Music No. — , in "Salvation Solos." 

SOMETIMES I'm tried with toil and care, 
Sometimes I'm weak and worn ; 
Sometimes it looks so dark everywhere — 

Instead of the rose, the thorn ; 
Those are the times, when tempted sore, 

A voice in the ear doth speak : 
" Unsheath thy sword, there's vict'ry before, 
Thy Saviour is mighty to keep." 

Cho. — I have a Saviour who's mighty to keep, 
Mighty to keep, mighty to keep, 
I have a Saviour who's mighty to keep, 
Mighty to keep evermore. 

Never I've known a cloud so dark, 

Never a power so strong ; 
Never a wolf so fiercely to bark, 

Never a night so long, 
But they all vanished, and fell and fled, 

And left me to wonder, not weep, 
How I could ever have doubted at all 

A Saviour so mighty to keep. 

Jesus. I'll trust thee more and more, 

Trust where I cannot trace ; 
Trust when I hear the ocean's roar, 

Trust when the foe I face, 
Thou wilt be more than life to me, 

So broad, so high, so deep ; 
Changing the thunder into glee — 

Able to save and to keep. 



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103 Music No. — , in "Salvation Solos." 

NOW, Lord, purge me thoroughly, make me ever Thine, 
Let no carnal nature round my heart entwine ; 
Wash away all roots of sin — temper, hatred, pride, 
Let no evil nature in my heart abide. 

Cho. — All my heart I give thee, etc. 

Purge me thoroughly, Saviour, that I may be clean, 

Let me have the witness constantly within ; 

I will be obedient to Thy blessed voice, 

Now, henceforth and ever, Thou art all my choice. 

Put Thy seal upon me, just now while I pray, 
I will be obedient to Thee day by day, 
Follow at Thy bidding, anything to do, 
Just my all I yield Thee, always to be true. 

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ONE cold Winter's eve when the snow fast was falling, 
In a small, humble cottage, a poor mother lav; 
Although racked with pain, she lay there contented, 

With Christ as her friend, and her peace with him made. 

Cho. — Weshall all meet again on the great judgment morning, 
The books will be opened, ihe roll will be called; 
ITow sad it will be if forever we're parted. 
And shut out of heaven for not loving God. 

That mother of yours has gone over death's river, 

You promised you'd meet her as you knelt by her side ; 

As the death sweat rolled from her and fell on the pillow — 
Her memory still speaketh, although she is dead. 

You remember the k>ss, and the last words she uttered, 
The arms that embraced you are mouldering away, 

As you stood by her grave and dropped tears on her coffin, 
With a vow that you'd meet her, you walked slowly away. 

My brother, my sister, get ready to meet her, 

The life that you now live is ebbing away ; 
But the life that's to come lasts forever and ever, 

May we need ne'er to part on that great judgment day. 



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105 Musk No. — , in " Sunlit Songs." 

HOLD on, my soul, to the end hold out, 
With a faith no storm can shock; 
Stand firm, stand fast, for the Lord has said 
He will hide thee in the rifted rock. 

Cho. — Hold on, hold on, 

With a faith no storm can shock, 
Hold on, my soul, for the Lord has said, 
He will hide thee in the rifted rock. 

Hold on, my soul, tho' the lightnings flash, 

And thy sails all torn may be, 
For thy hope still points to the polar star, 

Brightly shining thro' the clouds for thee. 

Hold on, my soul, tho' the waves run high, 

For the night and storm shall cease, 
There is light beyond, 'tis the morning breaks, 

Thou art coming to the port of peace. 

Hold on, my soul, for the end draws near, 

And thy voyage is well nigh o'er, 
And the welcome home thou hast longed to hear, 

Soon will greet thee on the golden shore. 

This should be the cry of every Christian, "Hold on, my 
soul." Many are going heedless into hell, simply because they 
are not holding on to Christ. 



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A VERY present help to me in every time of need, 
Is Jesus, who on Calvary for my sinfulness did bleed, 
My Comforter, my Counsellor and never failing friend, 
Who through the cloudiest of days does his blest sunlight 
send. 

Cho. — Palms of Victory. 



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Now every morning is His love, great is His faithfulness, 
All those who put their trust in Him He mightily does bless, 
He saves us lo the uttermost and keeps us clean within, 
Through His blood we gain the victory over all known sin. 

His word a lamp unto our feet, a light upon our path, 
Who communes with Him by the way, a blest heart-burn- 
ing hath, 
Casting upon Him every care, for he surely cares for you, 
Whoever else unfaithful proves, He ever will stand true. 

Come to this Saviour, erring one, repenting of your sin, 
lie's waiting to receive you, will be glad to take you in, 
Make up your mind to live henceforth to glorify His name, 
Don't be afraid you are too bad, He'll save you just the same. 

Tell Jesus all about it, confess the wrong to him, 
Thro' His blood there is cleansing for " whosoever will," 
Just rise up and go forward, God bless you ! don't delay, 
To-morrow you can't count upon, the accepted time's to-day. 

J()7 Music No. 60, in " Glad Hallelujahs." 

WE are never, never wearv of the grand old song, 
Glory to God, hallelujah! 
We can sing it loud as ever, with our faith more strong, 
Glory to God, hallelujah! 

Ref. — O, the children of the Lord have a right to shout and 
sing, 
For the way is growing bright and our souls are on the 

wing; 
We are going by and by to the palace of a King, 
Glory to God, hallelujah. 

We are lost amid the rapture of redeeming love, 

Glory to God, hallelujah ! 
We are rising on its pinions to the hills above, 

Glory to God, hallelujah ! 

We are going to a palace that is built of gold, 

Glory to God, hallelujah ! 
Where the King in all his splendor we shall soon behold, 

Glory to God, hallelujah ! 



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There we'll shout redeeming mercy in a glad, new song, 

Glory to God, hallelujah ! 
There we'll sing the praise of Jesus with the blood-washed 
throng, 

Glory to God, hallelujah ! 



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ONE day as I was walking 
Along the lonesome road, 
My heart was filled with rapture, 
I heard the voice of God. 

Cho. — Hallelujah, amen ! hallelujah, 
Amen, hallelujah, amen, amen ! 

He chose me for his watchman, 
To stand on Zion's wall ; 

Saying : Go and preach my Gospel, 
Glad tidings unto all. 

The cross is great and heavy, 

And I am in my youth ; 
I'm afraid I am not able 

To preach the Word of Truth. 

Says Jesus, " Lo, I'm with you, 

In every trying hour ; 
And though you are deficient, 

I am the God of power." 

I took the Gospel trumpet, 

And I began to blow ; 
And if my Lord will help me, 

I'll preach where'er I go. 

And when my mission's ended, 
I'll blow the trump no more, 

I'll join my fellow watchmen, 
On Canaan's happy shore. 

And when the last loud trumpet 
Shall welcome us to come, 

We'll bind our sheaves in bundles, 
And shout the Harvest Home. 



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10*| Music No. 21, in " Pentecostal Hymns." 

BEAUTIFUL hands at the gateway to-night, 
Faces all beaming with glorified light ; 
Eyes looking down from that heavenly home, 
Beautiful hands, they are beckoning come. 

Cho. — Beautiful hands, beckoning hands, 

Calling your dear ones to heavenly lands ; 
Beautiful hands, beckoning hands, 
Beautiful, beautiful, beckoning hands. 

Beckoning hands of a mother, whose love 
Gave up her life her devotion to prove ; 
Ha v ds of a father in memory dear, 
Beckoning up higher for those waiting here. 

Beckoning hands of a husband or wife; 
Waiting up there for the dear ones of life ; 
Hands of a brother, a sister, or friend, 
Out from the portals to-night they extend. 

Beckoning hands of the little ones see, 
Baby is calling O mother to thee ; 
Rosy cheek darling, the joy of your home, 
Early was taken, is beckoning, come. 

The sweetest of all in that heavenly home, 
The best and the dearest, the theme of my song; 
Jesus my Saviour, crucified stands, 
And lovingly calling with beckoning hands. 

110 Music No. 18, in " Gospel Hymns." 

RESCUE theperishing, 
Care for the dying. 
Snatch them in pity from sin and the grave ; 
Weep o'er the erring one, 
Lift up the fallen, 
Tell them of Jesus, the mighty to save. 

Cho. — Rescue the perishing, 
Care for the dying, 
Jesus is merciful, 
Jesus will save. 



Evangelistic Melodies. 95 



Though they are slighting him, 

Still he is waiting, 
Waiting the penitent child to receive, 

Plead with them earnestly, 

Plead with them gently, 
He will forgive if they only believe. 

Down in the human heart, 

Crushed by the tempter, 
Feelings lie buried that grace can restore, 

Touched by a loving heart, 

Wakened by kindness, 
Chords that were broken will vibrate once more. 

Rescue the perishing, 

Duty demands it, 
Strength for thy labor the Lord will provide, 

Back to the narrow way, 

Patiently win them, 
Tell the poor wanderer a Saviour has died. 

Music No. 169, in "Showers of Blessing." 

WHEN Jesus washed my sins away, 
Sing hallelujah! 
My happy heart began to say, 
Praise ye the Lord ! 

Cho. — Sing hallelujah, sing hallelujah ! 

Sing hallelujah, praise ye the Lord ! 

He makes my wounded spirit whole, 

Sing hallelujah ! 
He satisfies my longing soul, 

Praise ye the Lord ! 

I find him present everywhere, 

Sing hallelujah ! 
I cast on him every care, 

Praise ye the Lord ! 



96 Evangelistic Melodies. 



He keeps me safely by his side, 

Sing hallelujah ! 
I take him as my guard and guide, 

Praise ye the Lord ! 

No other good do I possess, 

Sing hallelujah ! 
He is my constant happiness, 

Praise ye the Lord ! 

And thus I journey day by day, 

Sing hallelujah! 
Rejoicing on my heavenward way, 

Praise ye the Lord ! 



112 



OH, promises so precious, 
To all God's children given, 
Of pardon, guiding, keeping, 
And by and by of heaven. 

Cho.— Now falling at Thy feet, 
T claim the promise sweet, 
Thou wilt cleanse, renew and lead me, 
And help me live for Thee. 

From sin Thou wilt deliver, 

From self wilt set me free, 
And Thou wilt help me, Saviour, 

To lead poor souls to Thee. 

Thou hast promised to instruct me, 

To guide me with Thine eye, 
From Thy great store of blessing, 

My every need supply. 



INDEX. 



Alas ! and did ray Saviour . 30 
Are you weary, are you heavy- 59 
A hallelujah Christian , . 73 
A very present help - . 106 

Blest be the tie that binds . 34 
Brother for Christ's kingdom 7 
Blessed be the fountain . 2 

Beckoning hands . . 109 

Believing and receiving . 83 

Christ has for sin atonement . 98 
Come, every soul by sin oppr's'd 62 
Come over, lost one, come 92 

Come to Jesus, come to Jesus 48 
Come ye sinners, poor and . 1 
Come and see . . . .55 

Down at the cross, where my 19 
Doxology .... -74 

Each cooing dove and sighing 76 

Fade, fade, each earthly joy . 58 

God loved the world so ten- . 64 
Glory to God, hallelujah . 107 

Have you been to Jesus for . 21 

Hear the earnest invitation . 95 

Heaven's a beautiful city . 39 

Hover o'er me, Holy Spirit . 20 

How tedious and tasteless the 75 

His blood can cleanse . . 65 
Hold ou . . . .105 

I have found a friend in Jesus 60 

I have found repose for my . 23 

I hear the Saviour say . 53 

I hear thy welcome voice . 56 

I love my Saviour, his heart . ) 1 



I'm far away from my Father's 81 

I'm happy, so happy' no . 94 

In darkness I wandered till . 90 

I've reached the land of corn . 27 

I want to be a worker . . 18 

I was once far away from the 82 

I'll follow .... 69 

Jesus, my Lord, to thee I cry 17 

Jesus my Saviour to Bethlehem 49 

Jesus, thine all-victorious love 10 

Just as I am, without one plea 29 

Marching on in the light of . 52 

My Father is rich in houses . 16 

My heavenly home is bright . 54 

My life, my love, I give to thee 50 

My Saviour suffered on the tree 41 

My soul in sad exile was out . 46 

My telegram's gone . . 67 
My home is there . . . 101 
Mighty to keep . . .102 



Nearer, my God, to thee 



25 



Of him who did salvation bring 44 
O for a faith that will not .74 
O for a thousand tongues to . 5 
O happy day that fixed my , 9 
Oh, blessed fellowship divine. 73 
Oh, how happy are they . . 32 
Oh, sometimes the shadows . 36 
Oh, why should we wrestle . 89 
O, I left it all with Jesus, long 86 
O Jesus, Lord, thy dying love 63 
O land of rest; for thee I sigh 31 
On Jordan's stormy banks I . 4 
On the happy, golden shore . 6 
On the way . .3 

O prodigal, don't stay away . 45 
Oh, tell me more of Jesus . 42 
One day as I was . . .108 
Oh, promises so precious . .112 



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Index. 



Purge me 103 

Rock of ages, cleft for me . 7* 
Rescue the perishing . .110 

Shall we gather at the river . 43 

Shall we meet beyond the river 24 

Simply trusting every day . 77 

The Iyord is my shepherd, I . 96 

Tne Lord's our rock, in him . 22 

There are angels hov'ring 28 

There are lonely hearts to 8 

There are songs of joy that I . 61 

There is a fountain filled With 33 

There is a home eternal . . 99 

There is a land of pure delight 35 

There's a shout in the camp . 93 

The Saviour is calling . , 40 
The great judgment . . .104 

There's sunshine in my soul . 91 

The world is overcome by the 57 

Though troubles assail and . 47 

To thy cross dear Christ, I'm . 13 

Trying to walk in the steps of 87 



Vale of Beulah . . . .12 

Weary with walking alone . 66 
We have heard a joyful sound 15 
We praise thee, O God, for . 26 
We shall walk with him in . 84 
We speak of the land of the . 51 
What a wonderful salvation . 88 
When I survey the wondrous 70 
When Jesus laid his crown a- 68 
While struggling through this 83 
Who, who is he that overcom- 72 
Will you come, will you come 14 
Where he leads . . .38 
Why do you linger . . .81 
We're bound for the land . 84 

When Jesus washed my sins . in 

You ask what makes me hap- 97 
Your garments must be white 37 






LIFE AND WORK 

OF 

[ M, Sias. Alfred Smith 




(Better Known as the Tornado Evangelist.) 
ALSO A COLLECTION OF 

EYdNQELISTK r\ELODIE5. 



TRENTON, N. J.: 

Hibbert Bros., Printers and Stereotypers, 

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